An
overcast day and the river still flows
down
to the sea of all it can feel
when
love is silent within containment
beneath the façade of normality.
It’s there in the depths that
love is free
to remember and know the
beautiful
that once confused and set in
motion
a series of steps towards
heartache.
But not yet broken the heart is
whole
to enlarge and absorb the full
import
of how love in its own power
moulds and adorns the essence of
one.
And the sea still thrashes and
rolls as before
without a “you” to disturb the
flow
by whatever degree of ignorance
is decreed as your burden to
bear.
The river is free there in that
sea
where memories meld and mingle
with an unseen and unknown force
that leads true love into
eternity.
So look at the sea and know, believe,
I am there remembering “you”
today, this day, when the river
still flows
on a South African overcast day!