Is life about the many destinations or the many journeys along the way to those destinations? For in the end, at least in a physical sense, we all know the final destination that awaits us all. So for love, is it about the journey of finding love, experiencing that love, both the finding and losing of it? Can we know love without having lost it? To find love, to lose love, that we might still seek out love - being the better for having done so?
Is the soul stagnant? Is it everything that it ever was and will ever be? As we grow is more of our soul revealed to us? Do we find that parts we thought were the case, simply no longer are such? Or does the soul change and grow with us? There are so many questions one needs to ask and contemplate before deciding what one feels on the matter.
For if the soul is on a journey, at any given moment, there may be a soulmate for that moment - but it might change.
To have love and lost, may not need mean never to love again...
The poem was written in respect to a young woman who is a spiritual being, looking to find her way in this world, recently blinded and shattered by love gone bad, now looking above for answers. It is a journey that many of us have found the end and the answers to. The shadow is a poor reflection of who she really is as a whole being. Interpret away......
You misquoted yourself, "The sun shows me only shadows", should be refined to recognize that in the shadow there is form if you allow the faint rays of light to pass. Yes, often having to strain to see thru the haze formed thereby. You should have also taken into account that without the shadows there is no form possible, for in the defining edges of our goals, in the crags that hide our essence, our life is found in the shadows of the things that most could our lives. Your last lines say it clearer, "Illuminated enough."
Lar
Very interesting topic you chose. I believe your not alone with wondering about the after life and what it means. Although this subject is one that hits close to home for me, I believe your flow could be polished up a bit. You lost me in a few places in the first stanza and as a result, the force of the subject dissipated.
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