Home from Siberia

Out of love, and out of touch,
it's been a difficult divorce,
compulsory, of course,
and something of an edifying challenge,
since detachment reinforces basics.

It has been a lesson of survival
hastening our singular condition
for maturity and new expansion
towards what we can't know anything about,
the abyss of the great unknown,
the enigma of the closed door of the future.

We exist, and that should be enough
for our sustained love to continue
ever more to greater depth
and more profound expansion,
being locked within each other
in a permanent and endless union.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-07-05 at 10:49

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Beautifully done. You somehow made sense out of sadness.