For Those Who Love

Perhaps your heart is full of birds and stars,
lifted by falling in love,
and you are thinking:  It is possible
to sit comfortably on the cloud nine
till the end of time;

or perhaps your heart is too heavy to carry around,
because your lover is gone,
or no longer among us. But you still love:
Your heart cradles the memories of the past days,
your fingertips still sense the touch of their beloved face...

Maybe your heart is like a tree growing stronger each year
amid  the hurricanes, winter storms and  torrential rains
intertwined with sunny breaks,
repeating themselves with the regularity of  passing seasons
- a predictable unpredictability bringing to your heart 
strength and flexibility,

or maybe  your heart is like a  red sunset,
breathtaking at the end of a busy  harvest's day,
or like a lake in a forest at dawn,
wrapped in a  shawl of a white mist    
- because your love filled up your heart  
with beauty and peace, 
and brought you the quiet joy of existence ...

If you are that person,  if this is your heart,
then  in my poems  you may see your love 
in the mirror of mine.

Eterne