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Lost Love

Sometimes it comes without warning. More often, there are shadows and signs – a cooling or distance that develops. Not on your part, but what can you do? What do the shadows mean? Will tomorrow find you still together, or is that a midnight bell you hear?

Midday shadows, autumn breeze;
Gentle rain on golden leaves;
Couples strolling in the park,
Hand in hand and one in heart;
Making plans for days to come,
Just like us when we were one.

Evening shadows, sunset sky;
Gold and red blends into night;
Arm in arm two lovers walk,
And build their futures as they talk;
Just the way we use to do
When arm in arm I walked with you.

Midnight shadows, bright moonglow,
They pause, embrace, then turn to go;
And as the midnight bell now tolls
For us as our lives unfold,
Will we walk for daybreak hand in hand,
Or does the bell toll our love’s end?
–©BRW 1988 – 2012

She was your inspiration, your muse. Every morning you arose to life’s challenges, feeling proud and knowing she was waiting for you at the end of the battle. But there was another battle, and somehow, someway, you lost the light of your life. Her eyes, once brilliant with pride at you, now gaze somewhere else.

Lady’s Eyes
The new sun would rise,
And so would I
Climb into the saddle
And ride.
Every day,
Never afraid
To go into the battle
And fight.

I knew I could win
Again and again
For the shining light
Of Lady’s eyes.
Lady would wait
At Victory’s gate,
Each day, her eyes
Beaming with pride.

Lady’s eyes,
My Lady’s eyes,
Shining, like stars
In the sky.
Lady’s eyes,
Like beams of sunlight,
I’d ride to the fight
For Lady’s eyes.

Now the sun sets,
And Lady has left,
And the warrior inside me
Has died;
The battle I lost
With unbearable cost
Was the fight
For Lady’s eyes.

Lady’s eyes,
My Lady’s eyes
Forever will shine
In my mind.
Lady’s eyes,
Like beams of sunlight –
Love lost
When I lost Lady’s eyes.
–©BRW 1988 – 2012

Wordsworth said, ‘Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower, we will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.’

Man of the Earth; Child of the Sky
When the Man of the Earth
Saw the Child of the Sky,
He longed in his heart
To be by her side.

If but for a day
To be freed from his bonds,
if but for a moment
To fly.

“Can you make my heart sing,
And give it wings to fly?
Will you make my feet dance,
If I take a chance
With you?
And if, at daybreak,
I awake,
And you are gone,
Will I then recall
That my wishes all
Came true?”

The Heavenly Dream
Heard the Earth sing;
She turned
And held out her hand.
Together they danced
With the Angel of Romance —
The waltz of love
Without end . . .
The two moved as one
Until morning sun,
When the angel, with tears,
Said goodbye . . .

Then the Earth wrote a song
For the child that had flown;
And he sang, when it rained
To the Sky . . .

“Oh, how my heart sang!
With wings in the wind
It flew!
And the dance my feet danced —
The thrill of the chance
With you!
And though, at daybreak,
As I awake,
You have gone;
I will always recall
That with you
My dreams came true!”

For the Man of the Earth
The Child of the Sky
Is you.
–©BRW (Wordcarver) 1988 – 2012

Melancholy thoughts of fleeting love. It was, and then was not. Just as you caressed it, it flew away.

I Saw A Heart
I saw a heart,
Fragile, like a flower;
I saw that heart
Wither within the hour . . .

I saw a heart
With the fragrance of Spring;
I saw that heart
Take wings . . .

I touched a heart
That was strong, like a lion;
I saw that heart

I held this heart,
To my heart that was poundin’;
Afraid that the heart
Was good-bye’in’

I saw a heart
Bright, like the sun;
I loved it,
Then it was gone . . .
–© BRW 1988 – 2012

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