"Passion. Restrained."
2009
In these wayward centuries
My love is like the tide
And I've built myself a dam
To help keep this force inside
For I wish to keep it in
So it doesn't greet your eyes
Or escape these bitter walls
To leave its' mark upon your lives
But it's said that there are those
Who wish to brave the climb
And will scale the face of my defense
Just to see what they will find
So I guess it's best for me
To sit bound and wish them well
But if I was asked for inner truth
It'd be a different tale I'd tell
Because I don't want the outer world
To see inside of me
And get a glimpse of inner gifts
My God's provided me
But I'd be remiss if I don't admit
There's one who will succeed
And she'll destroy what I enjoyed
Then give me what I need
And that's the dismantling
Of this wall I've come to love
And stone by stone will kiss the ground
While more are diving from above
Then I watch her stand triumphantly
While smiling just a bit
And I realize the things she wants
Are the things she'll often get
So if she wants the better parts
Still hidden behind this wall
She better brace, prepare to face
The raging wave that's sure to fall
Through the cracks and gaping holes
She has made with loving hands
And while she tries to hold her own
I think she finally understands
That it's best for her to wish with care
Because one day she may receive
And there is a certain phrase I'll say
When I'm sure she will believe
Because my love was once a river
Now an ocean since it's bloomed
And my doubts are like the darkened clouds
That tell the day it's doomed
But this girl is like the morning sun
That shines through clouds of mine
And I asked for reasons why
Which she revealed in time
And she said that it's because
I was the man inside her dreams
And she believed my uttered phrase
And comprehended what it means
But I made her jump through flaming hoops
And she never once complained
For she thinks my love is better felt
After my passion's been restrained
But now my love is flowing free
And it's hers and hers alone
For she proved the better path
Is best taken when it's shown.
...And I am forever grateful. For her.
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