©crozahirah
22
Everything happens for a reason. Serendipity,coincidence or whatever you call it, life blows its surprises unexpectedly. I have been encountering 22 several times a day for more than a month now and I can't help but think of the life I had in 2009.....this one's for you....
22
When powerful wings of love seize you
Resist not though its horns pierce you through
And when it promises you a life of eternity
Believe though you kneel tattered in uncertainty.
For when it summons the bravest of your intentions
So shall be born the grandest of all your illusions
For when love delights your eyes and edifies you
So shall it become the arrow that betrays you.
From among the throng of faces it chooses you
Its rudder shall define and embody you
Love will pummel you 'til you are both gentle and strong
It'll crown you with blood 'til you are broken and sifts your wrong.
...And if you slumber and spurn when your heart sings,
Your existence unfolds only a speck of your being
Because if you only long for love's ease and rapture
Hide your face then for its thrashings you will not endure
For love discloses not of beauty and wit
But of soul's nakedness bereft of deceit
Of love be known and its words be true
May they fill every fiber of your being through and through.
-cro (March 7-22, 2011)
Photography and poetry: ©crozahirah
22
Everything happens for a reason. Serendipity,coincidence or whatever you call it, life blows its surprises unexpectedly. I have been encountering 22 several times a day for more than a month now and I can't help but think of the life I had in 2009.....this one's for you....
22
When powerful wings of love seize you
Resist not though its horns pierce you through
And when it promises you a life of eternity
Believe though you kneel tattered in uncertainty.
For when it summons the bravest of your intentions
So shall be born the grandest of all your illusions
For when love delights your eyes and edifies you
So shall it become the arrow that betrays you.
From among the throng of faces it chooses you
Its rudder shall define and embody you
Love will pummel you 'til you are both gentle and strong
It'll crown you with blood 'til you are broken and sifts your wrong.
...And if you slumber and spurn when your heart sings,
Your existence unfolds only a speck of your being
Because if you only long for love's ease and rapture
Hide your face then for its thrashings you will not endure
For love discloses not of beauty and wit
But of soul's nakedness bereft of deceit
Of love be known and its words be true
May they fill every fiber of your being through and through.
-cro (March 7-22, 2011)
Photography and poetry: ©crozahirah