Written in 2022 – Page 9 – Hearts Still Care

Anxiety

It’s a darkness I touch every day
It comes from having lost so much
It comes from bitter experience
Seeking abstractions I cannot touch

It’s a hope that is out of reach
No matter what I do, feel or teach
I cannot trust the positive trope
Though trust is what would help me cope.

It’s seeing a possible future
I know may still not come to pass
Of not knowing the diamond I have
Is not just another piece of glass.

It’s being breathless and bereft
Certainty of death is all that’s left
And it’s not really helpful to see
That no one else can help me but me.

I have felt much in this life.
I won’t use a metaphor for tears.
There has always been a path
That led me through my fears.

Love comes like a blue moon night,
With its bitterness and its bliss;
And I have seen it burn on a pyre;
And felt it in each lover’s kiss.

I have felt my heart break
And I won’t relate much now;
But I shall salute its endurance
And how it kept every vow.

I have lost and lost and yet won,
For in losing, I’ve seen life grow;
And as I ache and blossom,
I relearn the art of letting go.

The moment you fall in love,
The world tries to tear you apart;
It doesn’t matter how deep your love is,
Or how committed is your heart.

The jealous world sows jealousy;
It is hateful and it sows hate;
If you surrender, blame yourself;
But never blame your fate.

So though it is foe or friend,
Father, mother, sister, brother,
If you have loved, and mean it,
Have faith in the other.