Over and Over Again

A crescent of light so brilliantly subtle;
on your glimmering being, I shuttle
out of the darkened emotional well
of reclusive dispassion in which I dwell.


O Dark Knight! you bring me the gift
of hope, of joy, of life which lets me drift
into your generous passionate being
what brightness of heaven am I seeing?


With the sharpened sword of clear logic
your forthright frankness works like magic
that destroys the ghosts of long shed tears
that had lingered on my spirit, all these years


I wonder if zero expectations makes me cherish
every little moment, and not unnecessarily wish
for space and time to bend some more for me
it obeys me enough these days, that, I do see.


Not resentful, but thankful for the 'now'ness I am in
my eyes tend to flood every now and then
unfathomable! that you have to go away from me
but I'll pick you, over and over again,you see!