moth to flame

[annie]

words have great power,
I dream in poetry, it is my gift,
sometime I wish that it were not
when you found me, my man from the high mountains
My life had been untied, free falling, rudderless

But I have been captured by your eyes
even though I share you with the world, for you are a traveler,
those moment we are together, I keep forever.
Knowing my heart is safely tethered to yours and
Secreted in a special part

For we come together, you and I
Faol,The Grey Wolf and the Selchie
Yin and Yang mirrors of the heart
A separate part of ours self selves unite
Like moth to flame, I am drawn again

knowing that our time together is short
I can not stop, I can not run
Each time drawn closer
By strings of my heart
only to again separate and depart
.
Many lives I think we have shared this way,
This time I dared to stay
Privileged in a special way
To look for just a moment beneath the veil
And glimpse the original spark

[Jenniewren Writer]

beauty in the simplicity of words trying to express the unexpressable

[Jennifer Surdam]

Very nice. I really like the way the words seem to express several different concepts at once, at least they do to me.
Hugs and BB,
jen :)