Image from Lucy's album
You cut the cord of conditional love
by leaving.
I tried desperately to repair it –
Tears, pleas, remonstrations, messages, silence
A pitiful ensemble of self-inflicted pain
and, fortunately,
impotent
Meanwhile, the stream flowed
as steady as ever
unperturbed
like a sleeping
babe
I sat by it
days and nights
wondering at its constancy
its unremarkable magic
of being shaped by the land around it
yet wearing it away
and every stone or boulder in its course,
eventually
Such, I realized, is the nature of
unconditional love
Indeed, there is no other love
for that is love’s quality -
unconditional
And like the stream -
constant
and like its unremarkable magic -
unstoppable
And like the love I’ve now discovered -
free, limitless and without
need
Only now can I truthfully say:
I love you.
