Unfinished Business
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Friends have sometimes confided that what they regret most in life is never having found a partner to love and with whom to grow old.
Being in much the same boat in as far as growing old alone, and having lived alone for years. I can fully empathise.
Sadly, not everyone is fortunate to find a life-partner, and even when we do, life has a nasty habit of taking them from us sooner rather than later.
Even so, as I have said many times on the blogs and intimated in my poems, love comes in all shapes and sizes; family, friends, pets and favourite places... all have a part to play in having us access the joys of everyday life as well as its woes.
Love never dies; it remains a part of us, a posthumous consciousness inspiring and motivating us long after a loved one has passed away. Moreover, the positive power of love and all the good things it has to say for itself (and ourselves) will not only overcome any negative influences, but invariably touches everyone who comes in contact with it, whether in person or by way of hearsay, quotes or art forms we may come across.
Whatever Earth's long-term future, I suspect the power of human love will yet see humanity's survival, its flaws notwithstanding.
By the way, I have received emails accusing me of being idealistic, over-optimistic (and far worse) for expressing much the same views of life and love here in the past. Whatever, it has been my personal experience of life, not dissimilar to that which others have confided me, helping us through its worst patches, even enduring such levels of stress as Covid-19 has inflicted on mind-body-spirits across the world
UNFINISHED BUSINESS
I
may well come and go,
yet
no leave-taking of You-Me-Us
in
any Here-and-Now
can
ever be forever, if only for a power
in
me to strengthen
mind-body-spirit’s eternal need
to
share the greater part
of
lessons learned in the art of positive thought,
among
other passions of the heart
I
make myself known
and
partly known to various kith and kin
and
(through them)
to
complete strangers even, whether or not
they may well prefer
to
keep a certain distance
from
the likes of yours truly, if only for fear
of
being persuaded by those same passions in me
fantasizing
a roller-coaster life-history
I
make myself keenly felt
among
friend and foe alike, tugging at strings
to
mind-body-spirits
by
consent or part-consent, unable or unwilling
to
resist its pull on such needs
as
well may pass human understanding
for
having been moved to trust me,
believe
in me, follow its dreams rather than any hypes
of
third-party gossip or stereotypes
I am the Spirit of Love, bringer of such joys and woes
as often have unfinished business with human lives
Copyright R. N. Taber 2021
Labels: continuity, dreams, global consciousness, hope, human nature, human spirit, life forces, love, nature, personal space, poetry, positive thinking, posthumous consciousness, regeneration, society, time
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