kismet

Were my heart but two,

partitioned logically and fairly

divided under great concern

like sweet cakes divvied amongst you

equity considered

but yours committed eternal.

Were the river not so wide,

but just as moving swift,

forked but parallel ,

destined harmonies;

concurrent.

Lo, the wind is from all directions this morning

though I bend not with it,

but perhaps I ponder it with more complexity

than its course deserves. But do I now?

From the south is a stream that flows

a current eurythmic in its bed;

From the north a crosswind

a perpendicular element

boasting, reveling imprudence; 

From the east and west are winds

I understand too little 

to mention much;

Then, above I released my heart to ascend to.

A prayer in hopes

two would seal.

Could this hardening dream be exterialized?

Were not my heart as two,

there be one less to orchestrate

inside a blazing cacophony

I never imagined.

Were the river not so wide,

not as deep as my soul,

perhaps I would find navigation

with an aplomb accord.

Harken! It is well for me to sleep.

This I shake myself after a cool drink,

after a relapse into the tangling weaves 

of waterways and wind

on charts I lack maturity to understand.

Perhaps near,

this will be a recollection.

Even still, reconciliation is desired in this verse,

resolve on the root chord somehow,

impute to me this that I offer you.

Via patience we will discover

how it is meant for us to sail.

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

This is one of your best. It shows your talent for style, form, poetic analogy, vocabulary and imagery.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Xavier, the poetic analogy of two lives together, two hearts, two rivers flowing 'forked but parallel", cross winds in the north " a perpendicular element, boasting reveling imprudence....the east and west are winds I understand too little to mention much". These elements are physically dimensional and add tremendous strength and poignance to this piece. Bravo, my friend. Another masterpiece!

[melissa]

Awesome poem i can't wait to read more keep up the great work and keep sending me more to read i love reading them

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are in a league all your own X.I am awed by your talent.With age comes reason and we hope a clarity to forge forward into a life that is everchanging.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

a heart logical and fair?
which way will it go, which direction...

i love how you use the wind in this to set our course for sail..

reminded me of a Cat Stevens song as i read this..."i listen to the wind...and where it leads me god only knows"

but as the poem says...we need maturity to understand...our path, life, the right chord.

nicely done.