What would you do for love?

Dec 28th 2005


What's this thing called? No!! What IS this thing called...?


Sitting by her bedside - seeing liver spots on otherwise unaged skin. Watching an old mans regrets. A tender touch with whispered promises and apologies. Eyes deep with so many - should haves - could haves - would haves... so much at the end.

Touching to convey a lifetime of love and sorrow.

The light is fading but the memories are strong, bringing us to consider what we would do for love...

Stand strong, unconditionally in the face of lifes daily challenges. Forgive all trespass against us? The time our souls have poured thickly and slowly into the others. The nights that we have spent awake holding each others demons at bay. The days we have spent dreaming and making promises. The familial bonds with mothers, sisters, aunts ... not of our bloodlines - irrelavant in totality. The knowing - the deeper knowing - of your soul or mine. The knowing that says - not beside, not across - but, in the ground with you. The one great love waiting for you from this life and into the next.

You can always love with regret - so many times over - so many paths we can take and enjoy in the moment... yet... our one higher road - the road we often journey in our minds that leads over moor and through dale... always the road that leads us home.

My Love. My Home.

Life is not a dress rehearsal. Given to us in the smallest measure. So short and so powerful - concentrated emotion. For Love? Would you be ferocious and possesive? Would you hold on so tight that you crush the butterflies wing?

Not I darling, for I want to see you soar. I bear witness to the changes abscence brings. Every limb you climb out onto - brings home the greenest bud... growth and rebirth. Eyes wide, seeing anew every strength and every weakness. A new gift every time we meet.

Disgard every deciet, every indescretion... weigh the content not the packaging on this great scale and every time it weighs in full... without fail.

We all have the capacity for great things. By loves side, I need not as you need not ... to be anything more than what is.

Whether your journey leads you near or far - love is boundless, forgiving and above all else unending.

What would I do for love?

I would do nothing. There is nothing to do for love but love. So, from this life into the next I have no choice but to do just that.

Step by breath by look by touch by every absolute my heart posseses... I lift you up and am humbled to watch you soar.

If you get there before I do... so between now and then... till I see you again...