In Deep Nights

I was watching the film, A Light between the Oceans, and came across this wonderful poem entitled, In Deep Nights. It connected to me on so many levels.

In deep nights I dig for you like treasure.
For all I have seen
that clutters the surface of my world
is poor and paltry substitute
for the beauty of you
that has not happened yet….
My hands are bloody from digging.
I lift them, hold them open in the wind,
so they can branch like a tree.
Reaching, these hands would pull you out of the sky
as if you had shattered there,
dashed yourself to pieces in some wild impatience.
What is this I feel falling now,
falling on this parched earth,
like a spring rain?
~Rainer Maria Rilke

Shawshank Redemption, Love, Free Will and Change

Red: [narrating] Sometimes it makes me sad, though... Andy being gone. I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. But still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

Like the book Jonathan Livingston Seagull, you have to have to release to God, the ones you love most.

As an Ahuramazdan, Free Will has to exist between two people before anything can happen. Dualism or even better the irreconcilable has to exist between two lovers. 

So release the ones you love the most to Free Will and you will feel the love more.

Life changes. People come and go. Births and Deaths are the biggest changes. But accept the certainty that is always there called change.

Love will always be there and increase even more after any change. The greater the change the greater the love.


Sometimes in Life we need obstacles. I was listening to Lament by Michele McLaughlin and then found this poem:


If e're we could move that mountain from between thee and me,
where would be lament or reason to grieve?
How remove the hollow from the tree, or shore from the sea?
What left would there be?
What if ere the beam lost it's moon.
Or lovely Autumn raiment lost it's tree? What then would it be?
Can one sow the seed without the land?
Would this be what Powers planned?

The grief, the longing, oh, the heartfelt gaze,
The strife the loneliness, but a soulful phase.
A mountain surmountable, a hollow fulfilled,
A sea able to be, a beam again spilled.

A stage again for raiment,... a fertile valley for seed.
Our love could not be boundless without the bonds of these.

Still Looking For That Stranger

This is for someone, who once was a stranger next door to me, that I lost touch.

It is a poem called:

If We Could Be Strangers Again

Will she get this message?

Once, many eons ago
we were young lovers
in a time gone by
we shared our covers

Both of us were young
we thought it was true
but it wasn't to last
between me and you

And so years have past
As they quickly do
I married at last
we had a family too

He longed
and he pined
and he asked his God
why must life be this hard?

Finally, he fell in love
with a wife of his own
they were happy together
in their little home.

But he true love
he once knew
wasn't replaced
though to his wife, he was true

Then one day by chance
we met each other again
I caught his glance
it said "aren't we old friends?"

He saw in my eyes desire's flame
we were young in my mind
once again

I saw in his eyes the yearning
he still had there for me
first love lasts forever
but we knew it couldn't be

How sad that fate could be
To bring us together
Then take us apart
But that was our destiny

Now I loved another
and so did he
If only we could be strangers again
And not feel the pain
of what will never be.

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