With Jaded Eyes

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I wrote this poem today...wanted to share it.


6 22 08 With Jaded Eyes

There is only one trend
One heart ache
And one beating

There is only one time
One thank you
And one meeting

…

I am no poet
But I hear of what they speak

Certainly I am no poet
But I smell of what they reek -

The shattered sighs of love in life

…

Every pulse a chance
Every glimpse a dance
With this sacred science

But the veils so thick
And the change so quick
That something darts away

And yet that something always to stay

The blind leading the blind
And yet only buried treasure can be mined
Unearthed within, we discover the only thing –

Love sifted into light.
Love lifted into sight.

Love beats between streets and heights
Love breathes between wrongs and rights
Love casts stones as it unearths new tones

To be sung by love’s choir
Which is all beings only hire.

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So here we meet with jaded eyes
Full of someone else’s ties,
Begging softly to be undone.

The story of love is as the sun –
Burning away all but one

Thank you.