I know so little of the world,
Save what there is to know in love.
I have not seen.
Yet you who have walked it
Do you know it?
Have you seen with eyes that see
The beauty of a morning?
Or a crocus pierce the snow,
Opening its heart
To the sun’s birthing?
Have you touched
The secret, molten core
That fire, glowing unregarded
In the inner self?
Ah Beloved,
In this faded room,
Where solitude holds silence,
Companionship a dreaming,
Here the world is mine,
Because I see it,
And I am free
Because I will it so.
The tides of passion
Wash around my feet,
I will not stand upon the shore
A mere observer
But will drown in them.
I have chosen.
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beautiful poem, Sue.
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Thank you 🙂
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