Saturday, May 20, 2006

As a hummingbird flutters its wings
So my focus shifts--
One moment joy,
The next despair;
A thought of love
Deteriorating into lust.
What should I do,
When my own heart I can't trust?
At once giving freely
And holding tightly;
Letting go
While gripping fast;
Then uncontrolled;
Then urgent.
The paradoxes of my soul
Overwhelm me.
In spite of all this
You promise me love and life,
So as I sink lower
Into this melancholy strife
I can only say 'thank you
For loving me,'
And then, suddenly,
Your indescribable peace
Comforts me.

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