Lover’s Faith
If you saw me as your alabaster rock
you would not be alone in the chaos of this world,
overwhelmed by hurt and betrayal
or choose ‘busy-ness’ and silence as substitute lovers
allowing you the ecstasy of peace in an unrelenting world
If I were your rock
you would have to believe that I could be
…that we were possible
…that I would have more value as a lover and confidant
than as a vote to exclude
Separation is a signpost on the road to hell
together…in hell
one last attempt to reach out my shaking but loving hand to you
I pray that you will look at me, despite my flaws
I pray that you can still see me, through the milky film of fear and uncertainty
that separates us now
That we can walk peacefully on that grassy path well worn by lover’s footsteps
to enter a new and final frontier
“For (he) could not love you..
but still your love was true
and when no hope was left inside
on that starry, starry night….”
–Vincent, by Don McClean