~   Brigitte's Later Poems   ~ ~ Just Passing Through ~ ( August 2007 ) When singing your song of triumph Of happiness and complacency When your senses are filled with an abundance of delights And the days are yours for the taking Will you remember then That the end of the time of your just-passing-through will arrive? Will you then pack the abundance-of-your-delights And take them with you? When within the swaying pendulum of space and time You find yourself a companion of darkness and despair Forgotten then, will be the song of your triumph And your summer days of laughter and delight Forgotten then, will be the gifts inherent in the treasures of mortal life Will you remember then, that you're just-passing-through And that your earthly–time-of-being Is short and precious and not to be squandered? What purpose, your solitary tears and dark nights of aloneness Which cast gray, shadowed days with intermittent sunlit paths? Are not these, the jewels in your thorny crown Which fortify your essence And ripen the seeds of your possibilities? Are they not the mortar, binding your journeys into Time Where your warrior's grit, chisels its way through obstacles of stone Within the time bound cellular structure of your opportunities? When within the darkness of the matter bound shadow of your Being You reach the ending of your days It is then, that the longings-of-remembrance for the Transcendent-Ocean-of-Home Begins to beckon with a heartbeat full of Joy Knowing that The Oneness-of-Starlit-Beings await your coming-of-return With Open Arms and Unconditional Love Bitter-sweet, is the poignant sadness in the foretaste of an earthly goodbye It was but a dream, full of the moving wonders of earth, sea and sky. * *   *   *   *   * *   * ~ Thorns and Roses ~ ( May 2011 ) Your eyes a pool of an endless moment Can you bear the pain that this one moment of forever will bring? Your touch the gentle breeze of a summer's day Can you bear the memory of what was and in this life will never be again? Your lips a touch of longing Can you bear the pain of an inevitable parting? Your embrace a melting sigh of surrender Can you bear the emptiness which absence will bring? Your Beingness a fragrance of forever Will you be consoled Knowing that parting will become another finding? In some other time In some other place Love will call And in the freshness of old summons In the depth of unknown remembrance The magnetic pull of our Souls will find and capture us. Like the fluttering wings of butterflies Entwined in another role ... in another play ... a new dance begins. * *   *   *   *   * *   *