OWEN’S POEMS from “Reconnecting”

 

If you only knew

 

When we met by chance

In crowded rooms of people ‒

If you only knew.

 

When we met by chance

Alone in empty hallways ‒

If you only knew.

 

When we met by chance

With her, in that small café ‒

If you only knew.

 

When we met by chance

At the station heading home −

If you only knew.

 

When we met by chance

In the building where you live ‒

I will tell at last.

 

Mystery

 

Often you have passed this way.

Did you know that I had

summoned your name?

And you have come ‒

not to stay,

only to remain for a heartbeat.

 

The battle with uncertainty ‒

All mine.

The mystery of the eternal hidden from the ephemeral.

Dare I show you too much of me?

Someday! Not our time. Not yet.

 

Our child

 

I watched you in moon light

Caressing our child,

While you sung to her softly

As she nodded and smiled.

 

I capture these moments

Like a thief in the night

To glow in my memory ‒

You are my life, and my light.

 

Out there

 

Out there ‒ existence mingles with reality and truth.

Out there ‒ lies the depth and essence of life.

Out there ‒ the nucleus of good mocks the three-pronged deity.

From out there, the nucleus transcends supernatural symbolisms

and penetrates the soul of man

in the image of God.

 

Snow

 

There is peace in the world

when gentle flakes flutter from the heavens

like white blossoming flowers.

 

I arose early

to see the earth blanketed

in white crystalline velvet.

 

The sky loomed dark

but the shimmering snow

seemed to radiate the surroundings

in a light of its own.

 

Thickly piled flakes

smoothed the jagged ground

as though a sea of white petals

flowed ever so softly.

 

I longed to step bare-footed

onto the luscious covering.

My parched lips thirsted

to taste the cool wetness.

 

The rainbow

 

The meadow where we stroll and run

Is spread with blue straw flowers,

And butterfly wings reflect the sun,

While we dream away the hours.

Such golden times are in my heart,

For our days are surely numbered;

Though we cannot know unto what part

We journey when we’ve slumbered.

Yet in that field you will dance again ‒

Once my earthly life has left you ‒

With friends, holding hands after the rain,

Chanting songs for dreams anew.

There will I send a rainbow to let you know,

My soul rests within you, forever aglow.