Now and Then
I love myself
And if no one loves me
I love myself some more
When the world won't
Let me be...
I just love my tenacity
My ability to be me
When the heart is spurned
The soul is scorned
I still love me.
l Iive a life
That only I can have
in gladness in sorrow
Till death does it's
part
The censure of this cold world
I don't let it freeze me
The cool glances from icy hearts
Melt in my warm breeze
The sunshine of sweet praise
God's flower upon this earth
You think it pleases only me
But it also warms your heart
I accept it with gratitude
I'm happy that I please
Your generosity spreads outwards
Kindness cannot cease.
The stony soul gets set in stone
Like Sphinx in the sands he crouches alone
The melting heart makes moving love
Magic
Out of blood flesh and bone.
Life lasts you just a spell
Be wizard cast on it a spell
Make your story memorable
Make it special in it dwell
So your children
Can tell it well
Forever is but a happy
Tale
A Tale.... lives
Everlasting Grace bestowed
Our fleeting Now
Made
Immortal
For posterity.
But
This living Now...
Oh it's...
Life evanescent,
blowing it's bugle upon the breeze
And the scent of its sweetness shall haunt and tease
Others
Even when you cease...
Forever
Oh such echoes and how they tease
The measure of life
Is not your lease
Do it well
Or just as you please.
Times bubbles shall float up and out
And burst they shall without a doubt
Our fabric of space is wearing out
Iron it straight or let the creases
flout.
Rebel without any genuine cause
Victory your ashes hollow in the mouth
Maddened merrymaker
Revel... revel...without pause...
Yet stop still for the love of God,
By the grave of your beloved
Pause
Believe
You're beloved now
Whilst you live
And then give
Every bit of your life
Back to life
Angels glow
Before they descend
Below.
There's no need to trickle tears of shame
As each year draws close this endgame
If you loved yourself as well as you were loved
Or unloved did double the love you lacked
Then rest assured
No one could have lived
your life for you
Any better than that.
Live live and
Live.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014

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