I once walked past
A lost spirit in the wild
He said, “I don’t feel,
Like you do in my mind.”
Flummoxed I looked back
The wilderness I walked through
Trying to find meaning
In the path I had let go
He then smiled and said,
“You don’t love like me,
You love to hurt,
I love to be.”
Taciturn I turned away
My soul selects her own society,
I thought, telling myself
I didn’t need this soul’s piety
I looked around the woods
Searching for my darkness
He shone like the light of sun
Snatching away my blessed abyss
At the edge of the day
I walked right through him
Hoping to kill his shining
Waiting for the lights to go dim
I stand corrected
Love is to be
My being lies in pain
My being is the love that hurts me…