Mysteria
10-28-2009, 02:44 AM
She knows the complexities
and embraces this duality
the need for balance
between mind and spirit;
body and soul...
to feel complete
and be in control
to have all inner
inhibitions released
a soul contending
in eternal quest of peace....
She listens to my voice
and hears my plea;
I am not her
she is not me
but still,
she knows me......
She is there
somewhere
yet remains
beyond my gaze
and she too,
has run this race
through this maze
of life.
I’ve shared her pain
along with her fears
her heart in unison beating
I hear
I have been her
and she
has been me…
We have stood wishing upon
the very same star
wanting, and wondering
of places afar
remembering journeys
through the noir of night ,
recalling paths taken
beseeching the light
bringing us
to where we now are
She has fought those battles,
and has healed the same scars
we are individual, yet similar
held in the common bond
of striving, and surviving
we are strong
I am her
and she is me.........
a woman understanding
unequivocally....
© 2006 (an old poem, comments are welcomed.)
and embraces this duality
the need for balance
between mind and spirit;
body and soul...
to feel complete
and be in control
to have all inner
inhibitions released
a soul contending
in eternal quest of peace....
She listens to my voice
and hears my plea;
I am not her
she is not me
but still,
she knows me......
She is there
somewhere
yet remains
beyond my gaze
and she too,
has run this race
through this maze
of life.
I’ve shared her pain
along with her fears
her heart in unison beating
I hear
I have been her
and she
has been me…
We have stood wishing upon
the very same star
wanting, and wondering
of places afar
remembering journeys
through the noir of night ,
recalling paths taken
beseeching the light
bringing us
to where we now are
She has fought those battles,
and has healed the same scars
we are individual, yet similar
held in the common bond
of striving, and surviving
we are strong
I am her
and she is me.........
a woman understanding
unequivocally....
© 2006 (an old poem, comments are welcomed.)