Love Plants Seeds in the Ashes of Doubt

Love Plants Seeds in the Ashes of Doubt

A Poem by A. Mae

Sometimes you have to love like the rocks of the shore love the ocean
Knowing you will not leave this life unblemished or whole
Content that everyone disintegrates eventually and you are eroding alongside something beautiful.


Sometimes you have to love like the sky loves the sea
So dearly you reflect the colors of your heart on to all of their surfaces
It will be hard to tell where the horizon begins and ends
You must know that it is alright to falter and fear
You are still an unfathomable source of all that is gorgeous and fearsome and fiery and soft.


Sometimes you have to accept that love can end in a forest fire
Each summer smoke smothers the wild skies 
It looks like a graveyard with smoking husks of tree trunks piercing the clouds like grim skeletal turrets
But rebirth stirs beneath the falling ashes
The Jack Pine tree requires fire to kindle the seed of life
It reproduces in the blazes of destruction
In this way, we all sometimes create charred and crumbling shells of the things we most hold dear
Burning each other to the ground with our regrets
We must remember the green sprouts kissing the morning air
Born of choking gray and the crackle of death
So instead of fearing the power of our own hands and hearts
We may breathe deeply and start anew.


Sometimes you have to navigate love like a blizzard
Blind eyes blinking, caked with heavy snow 
Feet cumbersome and numb as you stumble on
Wind chafed cheeks and frozen noses 
Howling wind disorienting your already exhausted senses
You will reach a lull in the storm
Have faith in the beam your heart offers
It cuts a small but potent light through the chaos


Sometimes love lacks the tranquility of a meadow
And the flowers forget to grow
But for all the days when it is a volcano
When it is a lightning strike in a dry field
When it is a hurricane
There will also be days 
When love splashes curtains of light across the arctic skies
And the miracle of it drags half finished words from your frosty lips
When it casts fragmented rainbows through the mists of waterfalls
When millions of rivers reach to touch endless seas 
When the sky spills life on to the desert sands
When the clouds clear and stars are signposts along the twisted path marking the best of all the memories.


Nature is a terrifying but beautiful metaphor
We have to learn that 
Our love is a force too unwieldy for the brittle bones of our hands to always carry alone and
Hearts cannot predict fate any more than they can predict earthquakes
So we have to learn to love like the rocks of the shore love the relentless currents
If we will one day be set adrift by the forces that slowly crumble our bones and strain our beating hearts
Why not fall apart in the best ways 
Why not love like the sand loves the pounding waves
And trust these things that can so easily scatter us 
To pull us together once and a while

© 2014 A. Mae


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Added on May 17, 2014
Last Updated on May 17, 2014
Tags: spoken word, love, poetry, love poem, prose

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A. Mae
A. Mae

St. Paul, MN



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