Thought I was so wide,
eyes open and taking you in,
horizon to horizon,
feeling your curvature.
From a high perspective,
I
delved every crevice in you,
temporarily immortalized,
as I ministered to you.
But as we approached our time;
release,
and commiseration,
I saw a look in your eye
and my world shifted abruptly.
In that moment,
I realized
that what you did was for you.
Your life was your alone.
Your creations were not for me.
Long after I am gone,
you will abide and continue.
Long after my memory,
you’ll still be making more.
I took this lesson quickly,
no time to waste and I
took council with my shadow,
reflected on my passion.
I had ignored the line
“By their fruits you shall know them.”
I had indemnified
only my fragile ego.
Then,
you turned
my whole world upside down.
There was chaos,
and there was pain,
and blood,
and anger;
but I understood
that what your creation
is just for you.
Lover;
Blessed is this passion,
is this life,
this understanding.
You are all
and ever making,
ever loving,
ever saving.
How could I have been
so blind
and conceited,
to think
you were doing all this
for me?
HG – 2019
