A Collection of Short Poems: Ebb & Flow

Lessons from the Arabian Sea on letting go...

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And so we meet again…
a different place, a different time
a different you, a different me
yet nothing’s changed.
I cannot wait to rush into your arms.
You cannot wait to overpower me.
You knock me to my knees
as I try to resist in vain.
I cannot hold you down upon the sand,
this tumultuous meeting too must end.
And I am content with uncertainty
for it is both pain and ecstasy.

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The moon causes tides
not just in the ocean
but in our hearts
and in our minds
and in our veins
and in our very souls.

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I stand upon the shore
lost in thought,
curling my toes in the sand,
waiting patiently
for your wave to engulf me.
It does not come.
But just as I turn to leave
I feel you gently tugging at my feet.
I look back in love, and smile.
I look up in awe, and wonder -
who knows the timing of the tide?
Who knows the temper of the moon?
Only He who also knows
the movement of the stars
and the many rythms of your heart.

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She’s always happy to see me,
She’s always sad when I go.
How can I make her understand?
I leave to keep her safe,
so I can see her once more.

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These periods of separation
have their purpose.
They make each meeting
infinitely sweeter.
My heart cannot contain itself
as delayed gratification
floods my being
with irrational love.

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I long for your warm embrace.
Nothing compares
to your light and love.
I thought
you would never leave or fade.
But even the Sun must set
to rise again.

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I understand now -
To come to me
you must go away.
And when you miss me
you will come.
And life is bittersweet
with the anticipation
of your return.

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