Post by Wolf on Feb 27, 2004 18:14:41 GMT -5
This one was written as a result of listening to Yanni's song One Man's Dream, as suggested by my friend geode (her net nickname)... It was written to her, asking a question for both of us... I knew by this time that she and I were but friends... good friends; and that is all that it would be...
But, we both were facing the same kind of empty future... it is good to have friends... friends though, are not the same as a partner, a lifemate...
If your computer can play midi music files, go to www.nemasys.com/ghostwolf/Audio/oneman.mid to hear the melody that inspired this poem...
One Man's Dream
...to my dreams
Sleep departs... and slowly, gently,
awareness creeps in...
and, I wonder... laying alone in my bed;
alone, in an echoing house -
a house haunted with memories
of things that never were, never could be...
Alone... in an echoing house
full of broken dreams, efforts,
years of work and struggle--
now naught but dust...
I wonder... I dream...
Will there ever be One by my side,
Her hand, and mine--entwined?
Will there ever be One--who will never depart?
Will I ever awaken--to turn and look
deep into Her eyes as she awakens,
and see there the full Soul-Knowledge
of Love, compassion, acceptance...
flowing deep and unending
between our very beings?
Will there ever be times
when no words are spoken;
yet spoken more clearly
than if shouted from a mountain top
as I reach for Her - and Her for me;
Our Soulsongs transcending life,
singing our love?
Will there ever be quiet times walking
as two, yet one, along stream banks,
quietly conversing, sharing, loving, living?
Walking along beaches and forest paths,
secluded glens and meadows, laying
in wild grasses sprinkled with fragrant flowers...
Will this ever be?
Will there ever be the One
with whom I can share fog-wreathed forests
and feather-needled pines,
the One for whom
my heart cries out?
Will I ever dance with One
beneath the moonlight,
beneath a panoply of glistening stars,
holding Her soft and warm
in my arms, content in Herself and in me?
Will there ever be soft discussions,
gentle awakenings that put to rest
all the pains and fears
of yesterday... and today?
Will there ever be the partner,
friend, lover, helpmate...
the planning together, sharing,
joining of strengths and love that,
when adversity strikes,
serves only to strengthen our love?
Will there ever by the One
who draws closer to me--and I to her--
in the face of trials, growing
and learning, together--
never to grow apart?
Will there ever be quiet evenings
by a fireplace, cuddling together,
listening to the rains fall gently outside?
Will there ever be
romantic days and nights exploring together
places never before seen...
and places each of us have known?
Will there ever be One
to be by my side in gentle spring suns,
to lie in my arms
by a campfire,
or to lean gently against me
as together, we listen to a majestic symphony?
Will she ever be there
to stroll along moonlit beaches
hand in hand, sharing Love, peace?
Will I ever have the chance
to delight One with unexpected home-cooked meals,
or nights out to special places
dear to her heart and soul?
Will I ever have the chance
to be there when She hurts
and needs a gentle hug... or more?
Will I ever have the chance
to encourage Her to find her dreams
and use her strengths
to be all she can be... and more?
Will there ever be...
a time in the night... when
she gently reaches out, Her arms
soft, tender, enfolding me... and Her voice,
full of Love, telling me of that love,
as I in turn gently encircle her
in my arms, cherishing her, Loving her,
my heart singing of my Love for Her?
Will there ever be?
Or... are my dreams but dust... and my fate
but to age... alone;
die, alone...?
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, July 20, 1994
