by Steve Tanham
From Anita Dawes
Image by Pixabay.com
Love after Love
When the flame has swallowed the wax
When the candle is no more
Then you will see your love waiting
In green fields by golden gates
Castle walls that shine like mirrors polished
Your journey will not be taken
On swift straight roads
It will be as if you walk through brambles thorns
Harsh winter winds, flame will not warm your bones
Your life will be tested, the road steep
Your heart will not let love wither away
As you journey through the underworld
Your own hand will guide you
To where death has taken him
When you reach the darkest part of your journey
When you think the end cannot be reached
Unclench your fist, light the candle you held for so long…
Sun in Gemini 
So kind of you to share Anita’s beautiful poem, Steve…
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It’s my pleasure, Jaye.
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I felt the emotion in this poem very wonderful having gone through so many physical challenges this past few years with my loved one. I thought of it as a good thing to do even if he is still here. Life often seems on the balance.
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