Asunder

8/28/12

Where are you? Where ARE you? You promised to be here.
My soul cries in longing for you every night.
The days stretch unbroken, when we’re not together.
The longer you tarry, the greater my fright.

Too long now I’ve waited upon your arrival.
Too long I’ve kept hoping that you’d soon be here.
But nothing from you comes to answer my questions.
And nothing to tell if you’re far or you’re near.

Delay spawns despair; hope deferred makes me heartsick.
I almost give up, but where else can I turn?
There’s no other place, and there’s no other person;
There’s no other hope. You’re the one that I yearn.

Tell what I do wrong, and I’ll change it this instant.
Say what you don’t like, and that habit will go.
But silence does nothing but build my confusion.
I guess, “Is it this? Is it that? I don’t know!”

Perhaps it’s a test to see whether I’m loyal.
But what about your faithfulness in return?
I hope this is not the real reason I’m waiting.
We should be beyond using pretext to learn.

If I am a failure in your estimation,
Release me from promises I’ve given you.
If someone else better has gained your affection,
Then free me from oath; let me do what I’ll do.

If there is some purpose in this endless waiting,
Then tell me the reason; I fear I may die.
Oh, answer; please answer! My soul can’t stop crying.
My spirit is loosened, and soon it must fly.

I’m tired to suffer this distant relation.
It’s time, long past time, that we meet face to face.
For now is the need and desire the greatest.
So come! No more wait! Let us finally embrace.

How long? Oh, how long, till at last we’re together?
What glory as years spent asunder increase?
Let’s jealously hoard every minute remaining.
Each day sees the time left before us decrease.

But nevertheless, I’ll continue my vigil;
Despite the appearance that I am forgot.
My faithfulness doesn’t depend on conditions;
And I shall be true, though it seems you are not.

What’s this that I feel, now that I have decided?
I feel something warm welling up from inside.
It seems like my spirit receives confirmation;
It resonates clearly, your love hasn’t died.

Forgive all my questions; forgive my suspicions.
I’ll love without fear and I’ll trust without doubt.
I know that in spirit you’re already present.
This oneness of souls is what love is about.

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