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And That, Is You

Once again, amidst the clutter that is my life
I'm reminded, that I've been taught to navigate through my circumstances.
I have a plethora of promises in my pockets,
and a myriad of matters at hand.

Yet somehow, through learning of acceptance,
and the way Time has of taking credit for every task completed,
I have no fear of being alone, together with my powers of reason.
Only because of the one thing that's constant in my life...
..and that, is you.

It matters not, what Fate may intend to happen next,
or that Gravity seems to be pulling harder, at this level,
giving me a serious propensity to wear out the souls of my shoes,
at least my head's above water, and it's not in the clouds.

I have only one person to thank for the instructions I've received,
to deal with both, the situations grand, and the nuances of Life;
the same one that has taught me to try and be reliable, realistic,
and to offer comfort, rather than to expect to be comforted...
..and that, is you.

I have that same person to thank for teaching me to know my limitations,
rather than to put limitations on the future.
Gone, is the urgency in my life to complain, or to blame;
and gone, is my lack of tenacity, and my dismissal of the importance of others.

Heed and understand me, you are the one "crystal shard"
that faithfully attends my existence, and allows me to shine.
In fact, there's been only one on this entire plane of my existence,
that has taught me to smile from the heart in the rain, rather than to breath Life, into the "drama balloon"...
..and that, is you.

How blessed, am I to recognize my good fortune, rather than to question it !
Please listen, comprehend, and emphatically know,
that this one has taught me to light my own way, rather than to expect it to be lit for me;
and that it's much more important to be understanding, than it is to be understood.

Abundant, is the color of my Life's generous nature,
and so wealthy, are the pockets of my heart !
I've been taught the value of a relationship, because I've been given a relationship so valuable.
My special one, is an anchor secure, a beacon of purest light, and a safe harbor from any storm...
..and that, is you.
— docmaverick, Jun 23, 2008

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Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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Critiques

weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 11 months ago

I am deeply touched and envious

I was a bit nervous while reading it, suspected it might be evangelical, but I read it as unconditional love. Something I have only had from my family. A superb write. cheers, Jess
docmaverick

docmaverick

17 years 7 months ago

A bad habit...

....of mine, is to finish a "write", and move on. If this were NOT so bad a habit, then I would've read this sharing, and caring aspect of your soul. Thank you for your generousity in adjectives, and the insights into YOUR heart. docmaverick bows to you.