A New Beginning

I’ve decided to simply share with you a poem/song that I’d written, for Geese.  

Sometimes in life, things don’t always work out the way that we’d like (and I can hear him say, “You have to do the work to make your life turn out the way that you want.”) but it doesn't mean that we should forget the value that a union has brought into it.  From friendships to relationships...when either of those end?   Sadness, disappointment...and even anger, in it's natural state, fills us with all kinds of contrasting feelings.  Good, bad...ugly.  

I've held onto too many bad feelings from my not-so-nice life experiences and as I go through the motions of yet another one today, I asked myself?  "Ultimately?  What do the bad feelings do for me?"   

As a detour to the way that I deal with these types of issues?  More importantly, as a reminder to me that my love life has consisted of alot more than just beginnings and endings?  I’ve decided to mark this first day, of the rest of my life?  With a celebration of one of the most beautiful life/love experiences I’ve ever had.  

For what it’s worth Geese...thank you!

Him

I’m never at all times certain, never devoid of doubt
Even though I’ve lived, I question what this life's about
But when my sky spins grey and my sun weakens in the distance
I reach into my soul, and I'm confident in that instance

That it's him
When my will is lost and my mind's in a disarray

That it's him
When I call out for someone who knows just what to say
That it's him
When happy’s wings wrap themselves around me
It’s him, no more chains, I’m just free
It’s him...all him

I dreamed him, to life I breathed him, in my fantasy
There's something inside of me that only he’s able to see
Patiently, I lingered for destiny to take my hand
To walk me to him, until time made me understand

That it's him
When my will is lost and my mind's in a disarray
That it's him
When I call out for someone who knows just what to say
That it's him
When happy’s wings wrap themselves around me
It’s him, no more chains, I’m just free
It’s him...all him

I've seen many failures, but he is my greatest victory
My prize was won the moment he laid eyes on me
He shines, when the glow in my tunnel is dim
When I roam, he leaves traces leading back to him
And when he’s gone, when he’s far, I feel it distinctly
Nothing but a message, just a reminder to me

That it's him
When my will is lost and my mind's in a disarray
That it's him
When I call out for someone who knows just what to say
That it's him
When happy’s wings wrap themselves around me
It’s him, no more chains, I’m just free
It’s him...all him

Stacey Kell
South Africa
2012-09-18