Sharing a Poem

We connected through poetry
I regret I sent them all back to you

The poems were a piece of your soul, your spirit 
And I didn’t want them if I couldn’t have you
It would have been just too hard
So I sent them back

Only now I wish I had them
I wish I had that piece of your soul with me now
To remember, to connect to you
To experience that oneness once again

To know the love we danced in together
Something concrete, solid to hold onto

But love is not solid
And though a poem can capture the mood
Like the finger pointing at the moon is not the moon
It cannot be love

Love is not contained in a poem or anywhere
And even now, without your poems, the love is here
And everywhere
Between us, around us, in us, ever present

And it dances in the universe
Connecting us in eternity

 Deby White Jizi 12/23/12