loneliness is not my fate

my heart was smashed and the pieces strewn about.
i wandered aimless trying to pick up the mess,
broken, i was blind and sickened to the core.

while searching for my sanity, i met a man
who sensed my purity and felt my emptiness.
he planted a seed that i never watered,
a gracious remedy i heartily ignored.
i stood forsaken, scorned and stubborn,
lonely, holding the pieces of my heart.

almost two years of months have passed since
and solemnness has ruled heavy over my life,
creating the passion to live without pain.
a terrible desire that has left me disconnected
and so i remain lost, wandering around in circles.

leaves are falling and i met the man again
i told of him of his dead seed and my carelessness...
he felt the chill of my heart's perpetual winter.
and pressed his healing palm into my chest,
his fingertips churned the earth surrounding
the dormant seed he had planted years ago.

while looking into his eyes for the first time,
clarity overwhelmed me and my thoughts went dizzy
fortunately his hands are still here to steady me
...but this time i'm not foolish enough to let go.