Master at Love

Master at Love

if you could not feel tenderness and hurt

if you could live in the shelter without desire

and never be indignant


if you could take two steps away from the beautiful one

you want so much to lie down with

if you could trust that there is a spirit wife for you somewhere


a new, a jewel setting where when you sit down

you know here you have always wanted to be


if you could quit living here and go there

if you could remember clearly what you have done




but strong hooks hold you in this wind

so many people love you

you mix with the color and smell and the taste of your surroundings


master at love and leader of men

you cannot give up your public fascination

or your compassion of the dying


there is another compassion

that you do not know yet, but you may

when griefs disappear


it is a place

with no questioning thorns in the pasture grass


if you could remember that you are not a crow

but the mystic osprey that never needs to light

you could be walking there now with Your Companion