Poetry https://www.a-fro.com/ en Love, Rekindled https://www.a-fro.com/blog/poetry/love-rekindled <span class="field field--name-title field--type-string field--label-hidden">Love, Rekindled</span> <span class="field field--name-uid field--type-entity-reference field--label-hidden"><span>admin</span></span> <span class="field field--name-created field--type-created field--label-hidden">Mon, 12/27/2021 - 11:34</span> <div class="field field--name-field-representative-image field--type-entity-reference field--label-hidden field__item"> <img src="https://www.a-fro.com/sites/default/files/styles/large_21_9/public/2022-02/BEEAE5F5-F6D9-4E0A-9138-A06EAE37E6E8_1_105_c.jpeg?h=17ec628d&itok=T3YvnMP3" width="1596" height="684" alt="Sunlight brightens the white limbs of a sycamore in the bright blue sky" loading="lazy" class="image-style-large-21-9" /> </div> <div class="field field--name-field-published-date field--type-datetime field--label-hidden field__item"><time datetime="2021-12-27T12:00:00Z" class="datetime">December 27, 2021</time> </div> <div class="field field--name-field-components field--type-entity-reference-revisions field--label-hidden field__items"> <div class="field__item"> <div class="paragraph paragraph--type--rich-text paragraph--view-mode--default"> <div class="clearfix text-formatted field field--name-field-body field--type-text-long field--label-hidden field__item"><p>Walking, hand in hand<br /> On a glorious winter’s day<br /> Sun warming our faces<br /> Naked trees smiling down.</p> <p>Look, it’s the white stag!<br /> She exclaims, staring in wonder<br /> At the bare limbs of the majestic Sycamore.<br /> Her radiant smile ignites my tinder heart.</p> <p>Behind us, a stretch of shadows<br /> Blankets the forest floor<br /> Cast by the low winter sun,<br /> And two decades of parched longing.</p> <p>We are learning to drink again.<br /> Moisture beads on our cracked lips.<br /> We have a long way to go,<br /> Even as we dance in this new arrival.</p> <p>Love, watering this dry, dusty soil.<br /> Life, sprouting from ancient, cast away seeds.<br /> Had we pulled the tether of our deep roots<br /> We might have found our way back long ago.</p> <p>Instead, we wandered,<br /> Alone, afraid, resentful and aching.<br /> In the darkness, we found a silent strength<br /> That could carry us through the night.</p> <p>By daylight, we learned to move,<br /> Footfall by slow footfall,<br /> Never realizing our vast arcs<br /> Might lead us back together.</p> <p>Under this bright winter sun,<br /> With the forest as our witness<br /> We smile and gaze into pools,<br /> Both long forgotten, and newly discovered.</p> <p> </p> </div> </div> </div> </div> <div class="field field--name-field-tags field--type-entity-reference field--label-above"> <div class="field__label">Tags</div> <div class="field__items"> <div class="field__item"><a href="https://www.a-fro.com/blog/poetry" hreflang="en">Poetry</a></div> <div class="field__item"><a href="https://www.a-fro.com/blog/personal" hreflang="en">Personal</a></div> </div> </div> Mon, 27 Dec 2021 11:34:01 +0000 admin 18 at https://www.a-fro.com