If I could, I would’ve kissed your fears away;
Drawing us on the firmament’s night
To gleeful garish glaring day…
I would’ve kept your heart in sight,
I would’ve let you never fright,
I would’ve kept your fear at bay…
Transience would wane,
In boon & bane,
but you’ll remain
—through my endless flight—
An Eternal Light,
A Dawning Day…
& though, I know the Daunting Life
would have us ache, and break, and sway…
I’ve loved us being Man & Wife.
I’d have me take all the heartbreak,
all the mistakes of fret & fray;
I’d have us be: just you & me.
I’d always pray…
I’d pray,
To have all God’s tender & might,
If I could kiss your fears away,
I’d always be: the man you always deemed me be,
The man you feared to lose one day;
The man you saved yet raved at sight,
I deeply wanted me to stay;
To soothe the seething storms of plight,
I’d embrace all your inner fights,
& have you lead us through the way,
Of being, of One Soul, One Mind,
& though you sealed me out behind,
I was held captive each endless day,
& as you led us both astray,
My freedom gone, all was undone,
No longer I deemed me as One,
I kept the shadow of my Self,
Upon one old forgotten shelf,
Day after day,
I roamed—disowned—unknown,
For fears struck deep down every bone.
No longer I’m a king on throne,
Now I wear rags: my beggar’s gown,
The one you’ve sown
out of your fears,
I’d seize one moment of those days;
The days I’d kiss your fears away…
Now, I surrender to the years,
& plead & pray…
& pray each night, each dawn, each day,
To have God kiss your fears away,
To draw on high:
You as divine in every way,
Through my night’s sky,
To a gleeful garish glaring day;
Until I cease to breathe, to pray…
B.S., June 2023
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