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Letter XXV “The Last Letter”
“Unconscious Beauty” were those times, Unconscious as you are, The times I was nearest to you As those when I was far. Unconsciously yours, unconsciously mine, Unconsciously were those moments — divine, Unconsciously I stole, Time from my time, Mind from my mind, Heart from my heart, Unconscious that my love will your reason forestall. Unconscious that…
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Letter XXIV
Take heed of the distance that detaches sun & moon, & tell of such distance your heart. Take heed how this goodbye may seem so soon, ceasing a chance for a start. Take heed that this—this Love—comes for free. Take heed I strive to become me; Strive to become as my mind falls apart. Take…
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Letter XXIII
Teach me, Perhaps my meanings are meaningless. perhaps my feelings are feelingless. & perhaps my soul is incomplete. Yet surely, there does exist Lessons, my mind can never resist nor my heart can ever conceive. May it be of a joy so bleak or a suffering—sweet. May it be of an endless cheer or fear or…
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Letter XXII
Our fate is but our choice. That makes us none but gods. Our Love is but a voice. That makes us none but God’s. —A voice of mutual belonging of wonders, thriving, thronging in the hearts of each of us. Of all the world, just us whose choices make us yearn, & with every tide…
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Letter XXI
O’ Tell me of the dream, & whisper at my feet. I am a thousand stream at which your sighs repeat. & like a million wave, in thine heart, I’m a rave; Speaking of Love, that wins at his defeat. O’ Tell me of the glory, the times you’re struck by fear. & tell of that…
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Letter XX
Ourselves are but a mirror divine where all the precious eminence dwell. So such our union; I & thine; Of Love, no man can ever tell. Of ancient songs & prayers of penitence, Of childish haste or stoical reticence, Of our creation & our salvation, Of our origin & destination, Of all the good & all…
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Letter XIX
Of all necessities should I find you lest I be the Man I need not be. Of all the Life’s, ours is the best. As may we meet, thee & me. So I find you must, my faith & trust, through waves & raves & quakes & gust, through mist & mirk & haze &…
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Letter XVIII
Into our arms, no hurts no harms Yet, Love, no brokenness can efface. Into our arms, I win & lose, & needed there, no chants no charms. I savor tastes as we embrace; Tastes in my soul as Love suffuse. Into our arms, a divine dose of Love into a world morose of identity in a nihilist…
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Letter XVII
Beyond the single strokes of Fate, with shrill & garish myriad causes, & reasons not known back to Man; I chant the hymn of your Love as I wait. & between the silences—the pauses, I pray to love you much as I can. & in my wait, I journey on, Accompanied—I, though I’m alone, In…
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Letter XVI
Come closer; As our moments, we highlight. Come closer; Let us stargaze through the night. Let us find us, Let us let our past behind us. & with each other’s open arms, Let us embrace the dusky charms stretching across our sight… Come closer; For my Love is hidden in nature Into the grass & the skies,…
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Letter XV
You’ll wonder why I stop, As we begin to pray. You’ll wonder how all words retreat, How they may cease, escape, or stray. As my eyes gaze at God & you —As adamant as mountains, As vivid as fountains; Mirroring each light, each hue, each colour of our prayer, That ripens in the air. Know,…
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Letter XIV
Needed, no new expression, No song, verse or lullaby. Our Love is but a question, & the answer is you & I. Now, I have stopped to love, for I have stopped loving. Like a shadow surrendering to the self from a journey in a garish day. Like that, I stop before we stray. Utterly adhering to…
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Letter XIII
In my nocturnal wait, I love you enough. As I’ve loved you & yet in my nocturnal wait, I utter more letters than all alphabet. I find more meanings between love & hate. Between good & evil, between dark & light. & in my nocturnal wait, Endlessly so wounded is my soul, Endlessly so…
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Letter XII
None knows my secret, yet I’m; None but your Love. None knows my secret, yet Ma’am; Come lay my heart with thine. For Loving you was mine, of all the roles, I’ve had. The sole role from above, That was, simply, your Love. One joy in a world so sad. For all the Love I’ve loved.…
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Letter XI
I spoke about you to the youthful summer hymns, & to the ancient wrecking winter winds. I spoke of Love unknown. As I speak you, now. I spoke of a heart untorn. As I share mine, now; Two hearts — as one. Forever, unspoken of, unseen, unheard of, undone. Until, you mark the perfection of our heart.…
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Letter X
Between a duo, I rove. Between a duo, I wander. Though I deeply know; the best of history is yonder. & that our future selves will coincide once more. Just as we did, before our birth back on the days of yore. Till then but faint “Hellos” I have, so are the faint “Goodbyes”. Till then so…
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Letter IX
How long will ending start after starting’s end; For in waiting weary me hardly can fall or transcend? How long we’ll separately breathe if our paths are entwined; For waiting is unbearable for my psyche & my mind? Until we touch & time would be whole, & history complete. Until we cease to act at ease,…
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Letter VIII
I saw you rain I saw you gleam, A fire reflected in a stream A solitary weary wave That I would sail yet I’m not brave. But in your eyes, The stars, they guide me in disguise. Oh I dare sail, & break the secrets of your veils. & tell the moons & suns &…
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Letter VII
You spoke in a winter night—so dim To breathe out a morning’s hallowed hymn. A soothing smile from a gruesome grim Born back in time for one more start. You spoke & turned my winter blues to garish gleams & glaring hues. An unrivaled triumphant muse, To make a saint of my pagan heart. You spoke, & all misery melt…
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Letter VI
O’ my second self, my swooning soul, O’ fading flame; Renounced are all the words I call, knowing your name. O’ my long-lost love —O’ my absent queen; although you may remain unseen, between my sorrow & my thrill. Before we meet Oh linger still, In my wretched world as it’s always been, of dreadful death’s shattering shrill. &…
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Letter V
I’ve missed you, That I can’t deny; each thought, each feeling, each prayer, each sigh It’s you, they always align by. My darling —I. O’ me, my second self, O’ my. The only words I tell my soul, O’ me, my whole. “I’ll meet you nigh. Before my time is due. Till then I just miss…
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Letter IV
O’ My goal & cause; my sweet transpose. No matter how apart we seem, Forever till the end we’re close. & in each dispute, you remain my route. You stay, each day, my verse & prose. You stay, each day, my goal & cause; My sweet transpose. & what I trust, believe, or deem; A dream, you are within…
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Letter III
So tell me of all the cries, all the pains, all the skies, and the rains; All the “Hi’s”, All goodbyes, all the losses, & all the gains, Tell me Love,.. Quiet Love; Or let your eyes untie our chains. & tell me of all the hurries, of all delays, of all the worries, & all…
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Letter II
Before my time, I found my essence. Before my time I found you, Before love chose to wake. O’ me, my essence, O’ my quintessence. I’ve searched severely around you. A worthwhile—such an ache. Before your time, a transient lands… a whimsical lands were my times. As barren & hollow as hell. O’ me my strand, O’…
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Letter I
In my feebleness I found my life, I found my verve, I found my zeal. In my wounds, I am renewed, I’m bound, I’m cleansed, I soothe, I heal. In my grief, O vivid me, O merry me, such feelings so intense to feel. For thou art my Life in this death & if thou love me let me stay…
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