3.25.2008

The Beginning of Self-Love

This piece I recently wrote. It is a work in progress and I wanted to share it as I work on wrapping it up. This has been a hard journey of self-discovery. So the words are also hard to find.


Beloved

I am in awe of her

She captures me

The moment

She grabs

A pen

In her hand

Taking words

Possessing them

As her own

Streams of conscious

Thoughts

Expanding

Across pages

She finds

Just the right

Way to express

What she

See

Hears

Feels

Experiences

Beautiful is

What I want

To call her

She knows

Humanness

The essence of being

Vulnerable

Naked on line

After line

Unafraid to unfold

In front of others

She is exquisite

I love her

I adore her

I cherish her

I celebrate her

See her beauty

Her soul

Her essence

Lies within words

She is at her best

When she writes

Words surrounding her

That woman

That phenomenal poet

I will never

Lose appreciation for

Makes me know

God has blessed her

Gifted her with

Lifelong talent

Sporadically I see her

I miss her when

Her pen is down

I embrace

Her

Am

Full of joy

When she reappears

The lady

This wordsmith

Is

ME

© Shai Lynn K. Davis

3.23.2008

Don't take love ones for granted.

In the last 24 hours...i have learned a very distinct lesson, to not take our loved ones mortality for granted. I was looking forward to Easter Sunday, a time when our family would gather to share the moment, break bread, drink, and discuss our lives and everything else under the sun...but this Sunday would not be as i expected. It would start off with a heartbreak, a sigh, a lull, in knowing that our loved one was very ill. Nothing can replace a loved one, no amount of money, no amount of material gains can replace a human being who has added so much to your life...a man who has been there time and time again to share, to give what little he had...and this man fights for his life as we speak. I have had many thoughts today, but mostly they have been about all that we have right here and now and appreciating that. I know the time will come when i will have to bury a parent or two, i have already buried one, but no amount of planning can prepare you for that feeling, that moment when you feel like there is really not much you can do. I watched my mom as she tried to go about her normal day, entertain her family, cook, share blessings, but something was definitely loss...her spirit was lacking, her smile was slant and she cried throughout most of the day because she was worried and missing her man, her soulmate of over 35 years. I could feel her pain and her pain became my pain...i've seen it before in grandparents, when one leaves the other leaves soon after. No matter the turmoil they went thru, no matter what anyone thinks, these are two people connected spiritually and almost physically. I am praying for a full recovery of my stepdad...my mom needs him and he needs her. It's funny, all the years i may have not thought of him in the best way...i had told my mom that, you know what, i want what you have...a man that will love you through thick and thin, and in the end, still loves you...that is what they have, a grandiose love, a love that lasts decades, a love neither of them can't do without. I pray he can return home to her and i can witness again what true love is all about.