It was the dark comfort of the twilight sky
that still held her together,
the enfolding of stillness…
until he wrapped her in his arms again,
chasing away
her fears.
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Note: This is actually about one spouse comforting the other, through times of cancer.
Each moment with My Love, on the park bench, listening
to the music of water,
surrounded
by layers of leaves,
we whisper
sweet talk absorbed,
into the dogwood trees.
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Even within our worst isolation, we rage
against the lonely grey
reaching, searching,
clawing at the edges
somehow finding the strength
to pray, or at least to look over our shoulder
sensing a speck of light,
the kind we used to know,
so that we hold on anyway,
building another layer
of hope.
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Even though I sensed and searched the woods
for who I was
I didn’t learn of love,
the missing piece of my identity,
until my life began
with the love of my life,
her unconditional love
awakening me.
And then it was
truly amen.
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His faith told him, actually his love told him too,
to stretch out his wings
and draw her in,
but she was already a warrior
so sensing his spirit she stretched out her wings
and they enfolded one another.
Holding on this way,
gave them both
courage and strength.
Note: As a couple we find that we are holding each other more now. My wife has started treatments for cancer again.
I only mention it because some of you ask about her. Right now the tough part….is emotional.
Wishing you peace.
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It always amazes me how a battlefield can draw a couple closer,
fighting together,
two stronger than one.
We hold each other,
alot more now.
Thank you so much for all of your blessings, prayers, encouragement and well wishes! What a wonderful blessing. It has been a very difficult few days but I will respond to each of your messages.
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My wife never ceases to amaze me, she is the most courageous person I have ever met.
I’ve learned so much from her over the years. In fact the love we share, actually awakened me spiritually
when we first met years ago. To say that she is strong (internally), would be a huge understatement.
Having survived cancer twice now, she is still amazing, inside and out. Many chronically sick people can turn bitter, but not my sweetheart.
If I shared some of things that she went through the first time, including nearly bleeding out,
nearly dying, you would be shocked. I was terrified for years that she would die.
Anyway, I changed over the years, mostly due to adversity. My faith shifted dramatically.
And you know what? That’s ok. I learned to be more compassionate, more accepting of people,
and how to keep loving…..no matter what. So when you see strong women in my poems, like “Starlight” and in my fiction, I’m writing about her. I admire strong women now…..
just one of the many ways she’s had an incredible impact…..on my life.
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The most ancient of poets and sages, never saw you carry your fire My Love,
never had visions of your birth, and never knew of the vastness
of the oceans in your eyes,
but I knew, I knew
from the moment I saw you,
completely undone, by the power
of your starlight.
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Our memories of spring My Love, will see us through
even these cold rains.
The light in your eyes draws me closer,
remember the cherry blossums?
I love the sunlight in your hair,
the smell of you
the sweetness of lavender……
and to be honest
even after all these years,
I’m still stunned by you…..
I can’t help but to kiss your face
while having visions
of flowers,
coming alive again….
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Note: My wife and I have been married a very long time. Part of our success is knowing, the importance of romance.
I’ll fix you some oatmeal My Love, would you like raisins
and cinnamon?
Tea, chocolate
and some blankets on the couch,
and I’ll read you
some new poetry…..
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