"Autism & Memoirs of an Old Maid"…C'hele's Story

December 20, 2007

Blind Poetry

Filed under: Poetry — C'hele @ 09:33

Love caresses me

Like a soft sea breeze

At dusk.

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Love cannot exist by itself-

Its best friend always manifests itself

Like the sunrise meeting the dark sky.

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Once, I begged love to reveal herself to me.

After opening what I thought was many “right doors“,

I suddenly stumbled across her.

In my shock, I angrily asked her:

“Why did it take so long for you to answer?”

She replied:

“Would you have recognized me at the beginning?…”

“My essence has no meaning without being accompanied by heartache.”

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The tallest cedar,

With its top gently swaying

To and fro high in the firmament,

Strives to continually grow upwards.

It’s goal?

To experience pure bliss

With a love

More powerful

Than life itself.

If only we too,

Would strive towards

That kind of growth.

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2 Comments »

  1. Oooh. I like the one about love and heartbreak. I think I’m beginning to appreciate that sentiment. Hearts are softest after being tenderized.

    Comment by waxingstrange — December 21, 2007 @ 05:53

  2. So very true Waxing, Hugs. 🙂

    Comment by cheles — December 21, 2007 @ 09:11


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