WHERE LOVE IS STORED
My love, what is left of it,
is found among a hidden
self-made clearing
in the secret Acacia grove.
You will not find much of my soul there;
only the skin and blood
left behind from the work of the clearing
and my heart.
All that core contains,
untouched by the sprawl of humanity
out to cover over everything
not held sacred by me, by you, by us who love on still.
If I had no need of my memories
of better moments of beauty, dawns and dusks,
the days between them,
they would be held safely there too.
This is the complete list of my riches,
This is the complete list of my riches,
wealth worth nothing to anyone but me;
for it is my heart,
my map through the maze.
The shame of being human today is that true riches
must be protected by thorns so long, so sharp
they will shred a thief. It is a shame we have a need
to protect that which we should be freely sharing.
© M Durfee
9.25.2014
that is def a shame...as it keeps us ever more separated and just makes the problem all the worst...
ReplyDeleteOn the one hand, we could share a lot, and get rid of a lot of thorns, with no harm done. On the other, who wants to risk it?
ReplyDelete... and so she continues to sleep for another 100 years behind da curtain of thorns, until some day comes ...
ReplyDeleteAmen, brother. A shame indeed.
ReplyDeleteYou've touched my heart and my soul with this one. The distance we go to to protect our heart because falsehood has infected too much of humanity. In all truth though, I love you Mark!
ReplyDeleteThis is the complete list of my riches,
ReplyDeletewealth worth nothing to anyone but me;
for it is my heart,
my map through the maze.
I like this very, very much!
Very moving post Mark ~ The heart is where our riches reside & sadly we are not able to share it freely ~ Have a wonderful week ~
ReplyDeleteI feel you Mark...I really do.
ReplyDeleteAmen to this.
ReplyDelete