On this rainy afternoon I went to see Lise
with a strange and poignant feeling in my heart.
I told her that there had been enough pain
and enough hurt between us
and that I had woken up from a long sleep
trapped in bad dreams of maya and possession.
She’d looked at me when I first came
with a mixture of apprehensive and fear
and I’d hugged her and told her
I hadn’t come to hassle anymore
so she made tea and we began to talk.
I told her that how I’d been acting lately
is not how I really am;
that our love, so deep and strong,
had taken me beyond anyplace I knew
and that I had gotten lost in it,
in the intensity and depth of it,
and had forgotten who I was.
But now, I said, I had awoken could see again.
I said, “I love you and I want what’s best for you.”.
And, in that timeless moment that our eyes
always seem to find, I set her free of our love
and all of its entanglements…
there was more…
the touching of hands, the joy of release,
and the recognitions we both made
seeing those moments unfold before us…between us.
In her eyes I saw a deep amazement
and then a feeling of compassion and love and gratitude
that mixed there as richly as her passion’s warmth
and in my heart I felt some burden lifted from me
and I felt a deep love and peace towards her.
There was a feeling of rightness about it;
I felt that something very special
had happened between us and it had freed us,
had freed us to let our memories
be as good as our love was…
to let us be friends…
to let her work out what her future with Anthony will be
without the aching awareness of my pain
and to let me believe again that love, properly held,
can cut through any pain.
gallagher
02 Dec 85
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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