Today I was thrown a challenge by a friend of mine. Not that she meant it as a challenge, but that is what it initially felt like for me. Since by now people know that I like to write poems, which I try to adjust to their lives and their inner states, I frequently get more requests to write. This time the request was about the difficult extremes of relationships and so it became a poem, called Poison or Perfume. I would like to share it with you:
Poison or Perfume
An unwelcome sense of tightening
courses through my body.
An unfriendly unease seems to manifest,
a suffocating grip of muscles
comes to the foreground.
What is this?
Is this the poisonous byproduct of love
is this the price we pay for love
is this the common ground
for the various phases of love?
I wonder …
the wondrous announcement of togetherness
is clearly here,
the sweet wordless presence of two souls
united in perfumed tangible silence,
the timeless passing of time unnoticed
the thrill of touch,
the call to forget all
and bathe in the joy of love.
Is this the glory of love
is this the triumph of love
is this our true essence calling us
to remind us that we are only Love..?
Is the anxiety of sharing space
the other side of the same coin
which shows the dwelling place
as a spaceless atmosphere
in which the two become one…
Forever seeking the balance
forever developing into higher dimensions
I hesitantly believe that
both are needed and are essential
to our growth…
to that place where words don’t reach…
And so it went, leaving us with an open question, an ever inviting invitation to silently delve deeper to establish the balance, where life embraces us with its harmony.