Stole Softly Love


I searched in vain for Love
since she did not search for me.
I prayed for her flame,
but lonely only warmed me,
Yearning deeply darkly for the caress of her hand
as I swam within the hourglass in the clutches of the sand.

The bell chimed,
The chimes rang,
The hands whirred in glee,
The pendulum would swing and cut my heart,
A cascading sea.

In dismay I looked and saw the future’s crushing weight,
of sweetness never tasted, dangled before the grate.
My hands through the bars could only feel the wind
of her precious wings as Love passed by again.

As I sank within myself in the blankness of despair,
to my side stole softly Love and caught me unawares.

October 30, 1987

(Reprinted here in celebration of 13 years being married to my wonderful wife).

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