~
Manifestation of Love ~
I
used to know a hundred songs
about
that place in love where pain belongs
no
reconciliation was ever found
between
heart and head, only strife came ‘round.
I
wandered beneath a lonely moon
the
music in my heart, adrift and out of tune
just
the haunting strings of the mandolin
seeping
through my veins to reside within.
I
sought answers to questions I needn’t have asked
I
didn’t know at the time, my die had been cast
gliding
on moonbeams, soft whispers came through:
“You
don’t find love…..love finds you.”
As
such, it came unexpected
with
an acceptance of Fate, unprecedented
our
friendship suddenly became clear to me
to
be your anything love, was meant to be.
An
anything love, is just as it implies
unbiased
and just, no conditions or why’s
to
be what you need through life’s various stages
to
remain your constant, throughout the ages.
It’s
a love through action, as the words are unspoken
no
need for return, sentiments can be broken
promises
not uttered, for fear of breach
manifested
from truth, with intent to reach.
I
used to know a hundred songs
with
verses tripping over rights and wrongs
it
took the moon for me to see
Fate
provides the lyrics, we are the melody.
***
© Dahlia
Ramone, January 18, 2015
Written
for Blogophilia:
Blogophilia week 48.7 Music In My Heart
Bonus Points:
(Hard, 2 pts) Quote a Shinto teaching or
Japanese proverb (I did not)
(Easy, 1 pt) Mention moonbeams and mandolins
(included)
