MARCH

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March--

Comes in like a lion,

And leaves like a lamb......



She came into my life like a twister that took me off my feet.

She lifted me higher than any silver lining on any cloud,

    I had ever seen.

Soft on the eyes, tender to the touch, sweet to kiss.

Her heart, more sensitive than one could try to imagine.

Her eyes, alluring and provocative,

    Yet, holding me still with child like charm and innocense.

Her body wrapped me up like a soft blanket,

    And held me like a sleeping baby.



Her voice beckoned me like the call of a McCaw bird.

You know the ones, that mate for a lifetime...

Then when one dies, the mate dies shortly after,

Because it's lover can't get over a broken heart.



Like a mate,

Her conversations held me captive...

Gave me hope and courage,

Surrounded me in love, light and laughter,

Filled my life in all ways and always.



Yes, she came in like a Lion.

She left my life like a Lion as well...

This chaotic storm, I thought would never end.



Like the real life twisters,

Debris of our lives together were thrown everywhere.

I found more lies in the life she wanted me to think,

And my illness was more than she could deal with.

She could not say the truth,

And I could not prepare her for the impact of my depressions.



I still love her and always will,

I want her happy with her newest love...

However short lived that may be or not be.

Both of them have suffered enough,

I pray that their suffering ends now,

That it continues NOT...

....at the HEARTS OF ONE ANOTHER.



It's taken several months,

For me to pass through this storm,

But I am with the lamb.



I am wrapped with the blanket of it's fleece,

Lulled to sleep by it's heartbeat,

Fed and protected.



I am alone,

And at times lonely.....

But that is okay.



The lamb and I talk about what my future may hold--

If I truely look at how I got "HERE".

If I see my patterns.



I will sleep with the lamb for a while,

Until I am strong again,

Until I am wise enough to venture on my own legs,

Until I am confident not to make the same mistakes twice,

Until.....I AM.



I AM,

When I can uphold my own standards,

Live my own dreams without sacrifice,

And love with all my heart without reservation.



Today,

I found a new...I AM.



I can see the dawning of a new day...

Where I can love without fear,

            Love without restraint,

            To truely love freely without restrictions.



But the lamb reminds me to be slow,

Guarded, yet leisurely.

I will enjoy what I have, increase my consciousness,

And not be so fast to think that the grass will be greener,

SOMEWHERE ELSE.



Yes,

Today, I learned "MARCH".

She was pretty, and beautiful, inside and out...

But she is not for me.



I also know the Lamb is not for me either,

But the lamb is steadfast and true....

A friend that will remain with me forever...



Things as they are, are okay...

In and of themselves.

I need not try to kill the lion, nor the lamb...



They can live together...and I can too.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The lion in this poem was an old relationship, that I finally feel I have passed.  The lamb, is something more of an enigma, even for me. However, I am sure I will get to the bottom of her before long.

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