A Valentine’s Day poem for my beloved Carey.
Some men listen to the
beat
of music; they sway in
mute ecstasy as the bass
pushes syncopathic within
their chest
Some men stand on
top
of the mountain, drinking in
the whole world synoptically
and revel in the beauty of
existence.
Others, well they find the
muse
in a singularly beautiful sunset,
in the simple allure of the sea,
or in a
synthesis
of their senses and emotions.
Me?
I have the pinnacle,
the apogee,
the apex of inspirations –
one that overwhelms the
basic beats of a mere man made
instrument –
that offers not the wan vistas
of Earth
but instead hints at the
infinite majesty
of the universe –
one that is more
radiant than the sunset;
deeper than the seas;
greater than any sense can
encompass.
I have you.
— Ron Sparks © 2015
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