TRIUMPH OF SPIRIT IN LOVE, NATURE & ART

Alone Together


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You stand before me

in total vulnerability

openness spread across your face

how can I resist

I am powerless

before such love

before your open heart

and yet you have to go

live life in your world

after all

though we share so much

we remain alone

 we make love,

or not,

no matter

 our foundation

is deep and strong

how can it be that

our two bodies

though sometimes

joined in union

remain separate

paradoxically

keeping us apart

how can it be that

our bodies

will break my heart

in the end

for we will die

alone

how can it be that

our bodies

vessels of union

will keep us apart

that one day two hearts

that beat as one

will leave this bodily union

alone

Death cannot sever

our binding bond

though it rips us

asunder

(Dedicated to Thomas, my husband of almost 25 years, with all I have to give)

16 responses

  1. Reblogged this on Natasha's Memory Garden.

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    April 3, 2014 at 5:07 AM

    • Thanks so much for sharing my post with your readers. Honored!

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      April 3, 2014 at 1:23 PM

  2. So much love in this, inspiring!

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    April 3, 2014 at 11:45 AM

  3. Ellen, your husband must be the most happy man in the world to get such wonderful poems. Thanks for your email. Will answer soon. Have a nice day, warm regards Mitza

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    April 3, 2014 at 12:16 PM

    • Thank you, Mitza. He has given me a couple, too. He is more Aspie in this way. I am in other ways. Hope you are designing more of your fabulous jewelry! 😊Ellen

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      April 3, 2014 at 12:53 PM

  4. That’s so beautiful, Ellen.

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    April 3, 2014 at 3:55 PM

    • I am so happy you liked it, Richard!! Thanks for the comment. And have a good almost weekend!

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      April 3, 2014 at 9:17 PM

  5. Ellen! I love this so so so so much!! ❤
    Beautiful, like you ❤
    Lauren xxxx

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    April 4, 2014 at 8:15 AM

    • Oh, Lauren, thank you so very, very much! It is love that is beautiful. We are merely vessels. I thank you for your loving heart! Have a great weekend– especially your precious Sunday with your Hubbie! *♡* Ellen

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      April 4, 2014 at 8:34 AM

  6. Ellen, I love this poignant and romantic poem. Sometimes my husband says he wishes he could tuck me in his pocket when he leaves for work. I don’t look forward to the “ripping asunder”. Gorgeous picture too!

    Blessings ~ Wendy ❀

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    April 8, 2014 at 12:15 AM

    • Thank you so much, Wendy. Of great import coming from you. I know the feeling of wishing you could put someone in your pocket. There have been three or four people in my life to whom that would pertain. I feel the separation from Hubbie acutely almost daily and the “ripping asunder”, oh, I won’t even go there. Thanks for your comment and bless you and congratulations on finishing your book!! I think I wrote you about that but now I can’t remember. And another in the works– fantastic!! xx ellen

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      April 8, 2014 at 4:11 PM

  7. harvestmuse

    Your dedication said it all.

    Beautifully, enchanting.

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    April 10, 2014 at 1:41 PM

  8. Ellen
    I love the passion exuding from your words. Your husband is a lucky, lucky man!!
    Warmly
    Jim

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    May 23, 2014 at 11:37 AM

    • Thank you so very much. I had written a reply but think it got lost in cyberspace. Your comment means so much to me since, as a child with Asperger’s, I was told I was cold and heartless. But I am the lucky one!!

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      May 28, 2014 at 1:02 PM

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