Regaining love: A poem 

I never questioned fate 

with the lion at my gate 

The unicorn’s feather weight 

is my lifelong engine’s freight 

I have saved each day’s patience 

each year’s indiscriminate silence 

Decades have given me the licence 

to roll out the carpets for brilliance 

I am the motto of spirits that weave 

multitudes of fanfare like the leaves 

There is no oblivion in lucid dreams 

of a creation lost and forgotten, it seems 

They come and go in destined moments 

Saved in bytes of my soul. These comments. 

I know the truth is in the love that I lost 

that I vowed to regain, with rebirth, at any cost 

The love of eternity is in that destiny 

The music of providence was in the mutiny 

against powers that tore, to shreds, our love 

The prerogative of seeking and finding the dearest is all above