A love like two worlds colliding seems too incredible
Too breathtaking, as suddenly as a thunderstorm brings fire to the forest
-engulfing the heart in white hot flames.
For a while the fire burns brightly, awakens the soul.
The heart becomes a sun going nova, devouring its own substance.
Yet the volcano finishes erupting, leaving a quiet wake of destruction and silence.
This intense fire is more than hearts can hold.
A reckless journey toward cliffs of forgetfulness.
More surviveable, more sustainable, would be the gentle meeting of two worlds.
Softly melting slowly into a gentle current that feeds the rains,
eventually nourishing the seeds planted in the dry earth.
As time and tears water the newborn sprouts it may be hard to see what grows,
but the roots have already stretched far beneath the surface.
Formed a delicate lace of strength and endurance
to nourish love through the summer's burning sun
I can no longer love like a hurricane because i cannot bear the aftermath
The truest joy was discovered in the calm center
and it is there i choose to plant the seeds of faith
The future will be here in its own turn
and i wish to see its fields aglow with flowers...
...instead of these charred ashes so long my home.
-1996