Belove-er and Belove-ee

by David Brunell

My Dearest… closest friend, dauntless partner
both Love-er and Love-ee
in Life’s incandescent adventure
my pioneering co-pilot, valiant collaborator in
living the Odyssey and Questions of each new day

My fierce archangel on our Earthly and Spiritual paths
sharing the mystery, magic and majesty 
of each moment’s quantum possibility

You are moon, illuminating the dark 
sun emblazoning the day 
”Earth Wind and Fire”
stoking my soul’s relentless wonder-lust

Flywheel keeping my pistons churning
mast anchoring my wind-sweeping sails 
rudder holding our sea-challenged course 
auxiliary power when my engines groan 

Keel and ballast stabilizing in storms
sextant navigating stars and unknown shores 
radar tracking threats and risks 
sonar sounding for shallow shoals

My ferocious comrade and co-conspirator
Over our 37 years united 
our gift that keeps on giving 
lessons of Love, challenge and commitment 

What a team we are – far Be-yond 
the sum of our less-than perfect parts 
multiplied by our daring differences,
strengthened by our daily questing 
through alien and self-inflicted thickets
mazes and labyrinths of our own making,
fearlessly brave in facing
ever lurking unknowns
and ghostly shadows mocking within 

Thank you for our symmetric Love,
Devotion and Family
for needing me — as much as I need you,
for leading me beside the still waters
and calming my soul
(sometimes despite myself)
closer to God and borderline sanity
even within earshot of the Holy Spirit

For being strong enough to bridle
my wayward lurching
For uprooting my Taurian hooves dug in the dirt 
For being caring enough to give All
but not giving up or giving in.

For being wise enough to know
that we’re so better together — even
when in our own and each other’s way
For reaching out and reaching in
when our marred mirrors 
see each other - and ourselves - through a glass darkly

For embracing, yes relishing
our menage-a-trois with Mother Nature, 
for kick-starting my hind-end and 
bull head into YES 
when blind spots or indifference bark NO

For rounding each other’s raw edges 
filling each other’s gaps 
splinting each other’s broken places

For your Mother of all Bullshit detectors
If some in the Bible had yours,
All of history would dance to a different symphony.
For our divergent stereoscopic orthogonal prisms
of seeing, knowing and discernment
For your gusto, grit and moxie,
For Our shared savory sauce of irreverence
Our flaming chariot of anti-orthodoxy

For our flawed and fractured asymmetries
yet mutual, miraculous mysteries
like Christ’s rejected rocks
be-coming the Cornerstones
of our Couple-spired Cathedral
better than anything imagined,
And beyond human plan enthralled

How many wake up each day
Curious, pondering, quaking
with surprise and wonderings
Whisper-ings of the Holy spirit
callings to inhabit joys of our Hearts
challenges to transcend self and limits

Share-ings and darings of Souls
Blessings of One - must Bless All
— Only, and just, aware-ing,
Loving and growing — each day,
Side by side
Foot-stepping in the sand
— Together-ing
Only this, All this, Just this
Just this.

Happy Valentines Day
37 years together
February 14, 2021

Meg Weston

Building a community for writers and readers of poetry and short prose with readings, craft talks and workshops.

https://www.thepoetscorner.org
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