Saturday, May 14, 2011

Freedom (Written June 1, 2009)


I was thinking about you
And her
Your new life

And I smiled
Invited the jealousy in
I sat with her

We became friends
I made love to her
Shared a cup of hot chocolate

Until I discovered
She was not here
To knock me down

But to teach me
To abide
In my own gifts

And in an act of great love
I released her

And here I live
Hovered on the edge
Of freedom

To the point where I have forgotten
What brought me here
In the first place

(Written June 1, 2009)

Photo Copyright Candice Holdorf. Tree after the rain, Clermont, FL

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