I wrote this poem at a point in my life when it felt as if the very ground upon which I stood was molten and unstable beneath my quivering feet. I felt as if I had lost all hope, save for a flicker of optimism somewhere in the corner of my soul. Many months later I can look back and thank all the true friends who have helped me through the process of finding my feet again. Here’s to all we love and invariably eventually lose:
For I have loved and lost
Loved and lost again
And now with the sun high in the sky
My blank thoughts expelled with the clouds
I sit and stare and wonder
How I have loved and lost so much
How my vacant dreams have led me here
To this place cold and bare
How yet another open door has been slammed shut with a thud
I will soar again another day i’m sure
Kiss the lips of the rising easterly sun
And dance with her till the dawn does us part
For I will love and lose
Love and lose again