Love’s Great Mystery – Spiritual Connections
Love’s Great Mystery
Moon beams shone upon her bed like shards of silver,
Awakening her from a dream of him,
A dream he was working out in the yard,
On a hot day, no shirt on and she watched him
From the bedroom window, so beautiful he was,
Glistening bronze as the sun beat down on him,
Muscles in his arms and chest tight and strong,
As each movement he made caused her heart
To reach out to him with deepest love,
She had awoken late and should shower,
But could not tear herself away from gazing
And giggled when he ran the hose over his hot body.
She finally turned away and headed for
The shower, then gasped when
Surprising her, he came in the room and
Playfully scared her with a “Gotcha!”
He hugged her tightly, then he put his
Hand on her forehead, and the other hand
On his own forehead, she hugged him
And felt his hard body, his strength,
When she looked up at his face,
That is when she awoke.
She tried so hard to go back into the dream,
And cried when she could not bring him back.
She wondered what it meant with his hands
On the foreheads. Was it symbolic of a
Spiritual connection?
Her love for him was so strong, maybe that
Is love’s great mystery, spiritual connections.
When they were not together he was so
Strong on her mind, as if he was a part
Of her whole being, he was always in
Her heart, never to fade, it was a love
She knew would be for eternity.
She lay in bed, watching the moon
As it smiled down on her with his love.
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© 2017 Phyllis Doyle Burns
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions.
I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.
Most of what I write takes a lot of research and I love it. Even if it is a fictional story, I will research for accuracy in whatever it takes to make my characters, their era, their location, etc. become realistic to the reader.
I hope you enjoy my works. Thank you for visiting.
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Nicely penned and evocative Phyllis, well done.
Thank you, Tony. Glad you enjoyed it. I appreciate it.
Phyllis,
This is an exceptional description of love, and this is such a deeply beautiful poem. What always amazes me is how someone can feel this way about another, but it is not felt in return. I always thought that a love so deep would definitely be returned. This still does not make sense to me.
Hi Tamara. thank you so much. It is very possible and often happens that one can be so loved yet not return love in the same manner, for needs, life style, and many other things are different. Thanks for reading and commenting – I appreciate your visits always.
By the way, Phyllis, does this guy in the picture have a brother? (Just kidding…I just happen to be looking thru your writings and saw this Featured Photo, again).
Smiles 🙂