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Both Ways Now
I Lost My Way
I lost my way. I forgot to call on your name. The raw
heart beat against the world, and the tears were for
my lost victory. But you are here. You have always
been here. The world is all forgetting, and the heart
is a rage of directions, but your name unifies the
heart, and the world is lifted into its place. Blessed
is the one who waits in the traveller’s heart for his
turning.--Leonard Cohen
I Found My Way
The raw heart
and the tears
have always been here.
I was just
blind to them
Now,
even though the world
can be all forgetting,
you are here
again.
You have unified
the chaos
within my heart.
Wisely,
I was the one
who waited.
All I really
had to do
was call your name,
and you appeared,
arms wide open,
willing to help me
find my way.
We became
a duo again,
us against the world.
Blessed with Love,
no longer a lost victory.
Following your sweet directions
I am lifted into my place
in this conundrum.
I no longer
have to rage and curse.
My angry heart
has turned from stone
to apple sauce,
for the traveller
has returned,
saying:
Home is where
the heart is.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at d'Verse Poet's Pub
10 comments:
I really, really enjoyed this. It tugged at me a lot.
Wisely,
I was the one
who waited.
All I really
had to do
was call your name,
and you appeared,
arms wide open,
willing to help me
find my way.
I love this stanza, Glenn. It's so simple, so moving, so powerful. It is the heart of the poem for me. I love it when you do funny, and I love it when you do moving.
surely one of your best poems Glenn (but having chosen Cohen as your springboard, I am immediately swayed) - this is a poem of being found through love and it reeks of the heart.
"My angry heart
has turned from stone
to apple sauce,"
such an appealing line!
“applesauce” is brilliant, if not conventionally romantic
You have tears floating my eyeballs. A gentle soul with open arms can mean all. One who looks with kind eyes, free of judgment, can transform stone to applesauce. <3
Aw shucks, damn my man, such tenderness for a fellow curmudgeon! Beautiful brother! I’m verklempt Glenn
apple sauce, eh, Glenn? You should be careful that it doesn't get eaten!
Much love,
David
Such a beautiful emotional piece Glenn.
My angry heart has turned from stone to apple sauce.... what a brilliant way to express the coming home to a place it love.
the essence
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