In The Going Came The Way

The frangipani shines today

and always do I look

and say

You are Superb.

You sweet precious fill my heart

and that is where I start

to say

I wish you'd never gone away

your love is with me 

everyday.

Your gentle way was lost.

We all regret the end,

when the beginning promised more

but shiny brochures

were lies upon the lies,

the 'undoing'

of you and I

who cried for help

who cried for care

who cried even being there.

But there we were,

me in the beginning

and you in the ending

and yet,

in a most startling way

it brought us to our unity,

you and I and me

'undoing' all for liberty.

You came from bud
with the colour of brightest gold
and yet so many days go by
before you find
we must both
go away
to begin again.

We fade in those days.
We sit in the sun
and mellow to a softer shade
and in the everglade of trees
we soften more,
become subdued,
give our most and share our essence
but where are we?

When we went we fell away.
So as days passed 
we lost our petals in broken-heartedness.
We heard them say
we love you
but you must go away
so you will have caring everyday.

Another petal falls to earth
it takes eternity to understand
un-learning was the only plan.

For finding you,
begin again.