More

Vistas of the inner mind expand
before me, always visibly rich,
effervescent with possibilities.
Some appear through a thin mist
while others focus cleanly into view
like adjusting the diopter on my camera.

Love makes allowances for horizons.
Now. When younger attending more
to immediacy, unwilling to pause
to more deeply understand, afraid knowing
more would disappoint, I did not trust
in futures, snatching at flesh and fantasy,
mutely watching as sand fell through fingers,
time running out, no litmus for self respect,
vision obscured.

Time alters perspectives, love’s presence
or absence sensed more acutely
with commencements and conclusions,
lovers and children and friends distinct
in texture and timbre, threads in an
ever-changing tapestry of bounding time
as the telescope pulls back, readying itself
for deep pockets on a chilly fall day;

Now. While we have this dance,
warm me love, I cannot be touched often
enough, animal hackles need soothing, help
in consortium, marinate us deeply into pores
unaccustomed to simple quenching.

16 thoughts on “More

  1. Really love the line ‘Time alters perspectives’. So true. Over time our love and expectations changes, our wants and needs change. Love and life is a dance, and we move to the ebbs and flows of what comes our way. Wishing you a great year ahead, Bela. Such a wonderful shot from above 😊

    1. Thanks so much, Mabel. Glad you can relate to the poem. Wishing you all the best 2018 can muster! And the shot was taken from the water – you see the sailboat’s sail furled above, what might be mistaken for a wing! Aloha, dear one. Be well. ❀

      1. Looking at the photo again, I see what you mean when you say it looks like a boat! I feel you will take amazing shots this year. Be well too πŸ™‚ ❀

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s