In The Going Came The Way

  

The frangipani shines today so I look and say

You are Superb.

You, sweet precious, fill my heart

and that is where I start to say

I wish you'd never gone away

your love is with me everyday.

Your gentle way was lost.

We all regret the end,

when the beginning promised more

but shiny brochures were lies upon the lies,

the 'undoing' of you and I

who cried for help

who cried for care

who cried even being there.

But there we were,

me in the beginning and you in the ending

and yet, in a most startling way

it brought us to our unity,

you and I and me, 'undoing' all for liberty.

You came from bud with the color of brightest gold

and yet so many days go by

before you find we must both go away

to begin again.

We fade in those days.

We sit in the sun

and mellow to a softer shade

and in the everglade of trees we soften more,

become subdued, 

give our most and share our essence 

but where are we?

When we went we fell away.
So as days passed 
we lost our petals in broken-heartedness.
We heard them say
we love you,
but you must go away
so you will have caring everyday.

Another petal falls to earth
it takes eternity to understand
un-learning was the only plan.
For finding you, begin again.