Sip the nectar apapane bird,
that golden liquid fire,
warming the belly, opening
those channels to life,
itself born of twin flames;
Conflagrations ignite so easily
when young, not enough wisdom
to pick and choose, nature does it
for us, the rest is up to fate,
giving rise to yet more knowledge
or a ripening child within,
hardly knowing its own destiny,
and we, ignorant of our own,
clasp hands and waddle off
into the virtual sunset;
Oh, life! Oh, love! What little
we know of its permutations
until much later, raising the young one
perhaps our first real reckoning
with a thing unconditional, a bond
so deep it scares us, responsibility
we perhaps might have exercised
in that choice seemingly made for us
by hormones, finally gripping us
in alternating waves of delight
and terror;
Fast forward decades of joy and sorrow,
and if we are lucky we learn; if luckier,
we grow apart as well as together,
fluid units of life force, rivers diverging
and flowing back, each branch lifting
nutrients and debris along respective
pathways, joining up again and again
as experience and choices alter our course;
and thus that ever flowing river is changed
forever.
Wisdom and poetry are a deadly combination Bela and you have both! Love those images… yes! ever-flowing river of life is a great teacher. Fabulous poem!
Thanks so much for the kind compliments, my friend! 🙏💓
The life force is strong and generous. (K)
Isn’t it, though.
Thanks, Kerfe. 💓🙏
Love these rich unfolding chapters of life! Beautifully written Bela. I’m picturing clasping hands and waddling into a virtual sunset. 😍
Haha! Thinking of pregnancy of course 😉😂 Thanks, Val. 💓
Beautifully written ❤️
Many thanks! 🙏
You are most welcome ❤️
🤗
Beautiful muse and thoughts Bela within those poetry lines.
Indeed like the river we flow and navigate obstacles before us, finding the easiest route if possible.
All a matter of how we choose to continue on our course.
We can either flow, or swim against the currents. The choices are all there for our experiences.
Loved your words and image Bela. ❤
Thank you! And indeed, all are choices, and we craft our lives, whether we are aware of that or not. Blessings on this beautiful day, dear Sue! <3
Exactly…. No right or wrong, it just is.. 🙂
Yup. 😘😘😘