Poetic Doses: Australia Series

 

Who knows,

If you looked close enough,

You might just find me.

And yet,
For all her unapologetic wildness,
She is still
A delicately fragile flower;
Proud of her strength,
Yet astonishingly yielding;
Every bit
An intricately complex
Woman.

For what of love

When time moves

in never ending circles;

When love begins

and ends in the same breath;

When feelings come to light

long after they have died;

When forever misses a beat

and all is lost in that single breath?

What of love

What is love

But eternity lost in a moment

of uncertainty ...

Here I stand

An outsider

Watching

Watchful

A glimpse

You

A moment

More

To catch

Your light.