Perception of Enlightenment
A thought provoking consideration of an introspective poem.
Perception is a funny thing, and it generally has a way of changing overtime. What was once so important and all consuming seems almost trite when you look at it years later and in a whole new light.
I was young when I first wrote “Enlighten Me” and prayed so passionately for enlightenment and wisdom, to free me from the pains of love.
Love? What did I know of love at such a tender age? And how could I ever know that life would deal me so many blows, that a broken heart from a former love would be the least of my concerns?
Today, a 63-year-young woman looks over her own words and smiles at the silliness of it all. No. Not silly, just naive.
ENLIGHTEN ME
Enlighten me with wisdom
Somebody tell me how
To never fall in love again
To make that as a vow
I find it happens often
I don’t know how it starts
A simple smile a tender touch
And damn there goes my heart
At first the time we spend is good
Together every day
Two hearts now beat as one heart now
In tune in every way
When heated up disputes begin
They always end in passion
We fight real loud and love real hard
And that becomes our fashion
But then the tide begins to change
We go from…