Where Surrender is Found

Often a joining of eyes can be seen
underneath the moonlight,
drowning all your words
like a wave
that has crashed
on love's own ground.
Perception glances
off a fiery silence
until you ever so gently
slip outside of your skin,
surrender is found.

When you try and touch
that which you love,
sometimes empty wishes
are dropped on the coldest coast
until, you look around
see their sinking sand.
You dream of a home far away
find you are torn between the years,
with trembling fingertips
on your hands.

Can you remember the mystery
of the words “I love you”
when they are written
to someone who truly sees
how much you miss them?
Or do you find you are waiting
as a child
for something that comes only
when you sit alone
words pouring from your pen?

We were born on a day
when darkness got lost
while life opened up
spilled the glory of grace
into our spirits,
cradling us in its arms.
Here we discovered
truth lies on the ground
where clear-voiced flowers
sing the music of Mozart
inside an hourglass
safe from harm.

A joining of eyes can often be seen
underneath the moonlight,
two hearts that have traveled far
find a comforting silence
on love's own ground.
My eyes found yours
underneath the moonlight,
come into my arms
and find......
where surrender is found.

Author's Note

Artist: Jean-Paul Avisse

Reviews

[cynthiabuhainbaello]

Only one who has experienced drowning in the look of love can write as eloquently as this. Indeed it is an overwhelming consuming passion that takes one to a glimpse of eternity and the flight to horizons beyond what the mind can perceive. Beautifully crafted love poem.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Cynthia :)

[Becky C Strukamp]

A beautiful poem. I very much enjoyed the last part, "My eyes found yours underneath the moonlight, come into my arms and find...where surrender is found"

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Becky :)

[Danielle]

Elegant, graceful, serene! It amazes me how you write with such brilliance!

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Shia :)

[Priyanka Natesh]

It's sublime. I must say, that your poems are few of the best in the world. It's always an absolute pleasure reading your works. It brims the soul with purity and truth and it also speaks volumes about your wonderful character. Thank you for such beautiful poems.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you so much :)

[Muse]

You make the act of surrendering, feel like a holy thing to do. So much conviction behind your words. That's what your poetry is...it's a sacred gift Neva.

We were born on a day
when darkness got lost
while life opened up
spilled the glory of grace
into our spirits,


amazing...

[jerry atrixx]

Keep writing as prolifically as you do.

Have a great day.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Jerry :)

[Forgotten]

This is amazing, love is a peculiar feeling. I myself have found myself waiting for the words "I love you" to come back around, yet only to find that the words you want seem like an empty void within the others mind. A beautiful poem filled with pain, happiness and love.

[Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm]

Thank you Forgotten :)

[Allen Smuckler]

When does the beauty end and the agony begin?
where does the truth emulate, the lies exist
somehow Neva, this line amplifies and clarifies what we all need to know...
"truth lies on the ground where clear-voiced flowers sing the music of Mozart inside an hourglass safe from harm..... "
I just love reading you, Neva
Allen

[Rick Puetter]

Lovely, Neva. Beautifully written and crafted. What struck me most soundly in your poem, because it is so heartfelt and clear, is the different gestalt of love felt by the different sexes. I don't know if it's just me, and I don't know if I can give as clear an exposition of the male perspective as you give of the female, but at least to me love is not "where surrender is found". It is a powerful, all encompassing emotion, to be sure, but to me, at least, it feels more like a healing of my soul, a completion, an extension of myself beyond any bounds I had previously known.

I am captivated by your poem. Your encapsulation of love is so inspiring. It is selfless and all encompassing. Beautiful. I will have to have some of the other males on this site chime in (perhaps calling me all wet), but my feelings of love for my wife are all encompassing, but I think in a different way. She has become part of me, a full half (maybe more) of me. If she were in danger, I would have to rush in. If I didn't, I would die. I would have no reason to go on. Without her it would be the end. But this is not for me a surrender. For me, love is were completion is found.

I found this work to be most inspiring and captivating. Thank you for being so skillful in expressing yourself. And thank you for having the ability and desire to cover such a difficult and personal topic. I will be thinking about this for some time, tying to understand just how I feel. The comments above are just those of this moment. Your poem requires more thought and assessment of my own feelings.

Highest marks. A rare 98 from me, the highest ranking I have even given.

Best regards,

Rick

[Dr. Wood ?]

well....wonderful again...You are an expert and no mistake at pulling the reader in and taking that reader on a journey of your own making