She waits for me to complete this cycle
She waits for me to clear this all out
She waits for me and misses me
She thinks I want to be apart from her
But tonight she wants to give that space freely
She wants to honor the day it is
And for that I love her so...
She doesn't fully understand the place I go into
I hope she'll trust it's not away that I go
Only inward to stoke the fire
Especially this time of year
My fire must be kindled
Quiet time spent in the forest of my soul
The wood must be found, split, prepared
It has to be stacked and covered to keep ready to burn
And placement is so important
Each log leaving air for the others to burn
A bed of ashes to reflect the heat is always essential from the fire burned before
She waits for me
I just hopes she knows
The fire I tend is not just for me
I have to maintain it in order to be the one she knows me to truly be.
She need not feel left out in the cold.
This fire will warm her too.
(c)2008jsblankenship
21 February, 2008
She Waits
Posted by JQ at 9:25 PM
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