The Liberty of Choice

In the wee midnight hours before sleep claims

Words strike and form coherent thoughts

As if the soul itself speaks from the edge of consciousness.

The conundrum of hushed messages

In rooms where we are not

To people who do not, nay dare not tell us

That our life dream is sitting on a sunlit windowsill

With blooming flower motif, waiting for an event.

Because we cannot bear the cost of unrealized love.

All life and decision ephemeral.

 

Little bird emerging from its egg

Blind, wet, hungry, beloved, nurtured it grows

To a mighty hawk, eagle, falcon.

Given its wings to fly freely

One gives the beloved his liberty to choose

And hopes that the beautiful bird chooses wisely.

For the destiny of the two is at stake even when there are three.

 

True love allows the liberty of choice to the beloved

As one seeks not her own will or even happiness

But instead sees life through his eyes

And in so doing, sacrifices.

For his happiness is greater to her than her own.

 

Therein lies the rub, the acid test:

Will the other pass this?

Will he need to give up his own love

In order to reclaim it anon?

 

Will he leave her gobsmacked or in tears?

Kismet is in his hands and eyes.

The gift is to let the bird fly freely

And see which fruit he covets more.

My fate is in his heart because I have given this freely

With no strings, in silence…out of love.

 

1 Corinthians 13 (4-8, 13): Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy.

It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

 

So it has been and will always be with you. We will meet in our defined place and time

As God is faithful.” As it has been written, so shall it be done.” –Pharaoh Rameses II.

 

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