Evolution – from Secret to Sacred

ACT I: THE WEIGHT TO SECRET LOVE

Guilty: The Word … I won’t say

I am so
Guilty

I am simple
But totally
Guilty

Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Still

Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Guilty
Always

Guilty—
For every glance I steal,
Every thought that lingers
Every hope I dare to feel
My heart whispers:
Guilty.

Guilty—
Of wishing you’d see
How everything I do,
Everything I say to you says:
Guilty.

This is my confession
Guilty
Now.

Here is my confession:
I love you.

After years
And years of
Joyous
Guilt

ACT II: LOVE AS LIFE FORCE

My Guilty Pleasure

I’m getting older
My skin crepey, joints crooked
Yet your eyes still reflect
The beauty you saw—
And I hope, still see
Your love is my strength
My cane, my aid
My knees betray me,
But my soul still pirouettes
When you glance my way

My hair—gorgeous, though my longing recedes
Your strength is mine
As mine is yours
A touch, a look, a simple thank you,
Your smile—still lightning to me.

But—
There’s a twinkle in my eye
An optimism in my git-a-long
A poem that lifts a lilt to my voice
A message to my words
Of wisdom earned

Guilty, for presence
Guilty, for desire
Guilty, for the word … I have never
(Not guilty for life well lived.)

I’m not done.
This life still dances—
and so do I,
for You. My Muse.

 
 

 
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