December 4, 2005
i told her that i loved her
i wonder if it was true
what was i seeking?
that she could not give?
i loved the light i saw in her
of that i can be sure
wanted to love what wasn't there
fantasy she could not fulfill
i hope i'll learn this lesson
fantasy can not fill the void
real love is giving, without condition
real love is from the heart of One
i long to love you with what is true
the spirit in me connected to you
gentle, beautiful, angel takes flight
i bid you well, blessings and delight
thank you for your pure love, bright
may angels ever bathe you in light
released from the burden of my mind's plight
beauteous creation of God's perfect might
goodbye, my love, goodbye
(to liza)
Type: Poetry
Author: Steve Robison