by DR Varg
There was a sight, I couldn't bear
to lay my eyes upon.
A gaze that way and such a huge
reaction, it did spawn!
She'd died in my life, disappeared;
which left me such a void!
Yet, I was shown she wasn't gone--
her focus was deployed.
She now had found the perfect mate;
her needs, it did fulfill!
And this was made quite clear to me--
her van was o'er the hill!
was such a massive load!
She'd perished fully in my life,
while thriving down the road.
That house sent me a battering,
whene'er it, I did see!
That vista, in my presence was
just ravaging to me!
...could not e'en bear t'be on that road,
which passed by, hence that spot.
I couldn't even face that way;
to look down there--could not!
I had to move; to get away;
and this brought such relief!
There was none at my former house;
her closeness triggered grief!
My new town was a haven, yes!
I felt such freedom there.
All views were so agreeable
...could gaze now anywhere!
But while residing in this place
where peace was felt each day
I just shut out the ol' locale;
for three years ...kept away!
And not just was it banned for me
to place it 'fore my eyes;
I couldn't even stand it when
the town's name would arise!
So fierce the jab, when something prompted
my lost neigborhood--
and this was my reaction till
she left that house for good!
Then she was gone for ev'ryone;
my loss, now all did taste!
What I'd perceived three years ago;
now friends and fam'ly faced!
And though it was a circumstance
that never, one invites,
it did permit me to again
look out and face those sights.
This doesn't hint I'm glad this end
was what t'her, fate did bring;
It happened and I'm so aware
those views then lost their sting!
They were reborn--could look and be
not trampled by the herd!
My gaze could travel anywhere;
and nothing bad occurred!
All views were now so eas'ly faced!
They triggered zilch in me!
They processed no alarming thoughts.
The weight was gone! ...was free!
I'm sorry for the step which led
this darkness into light;
But I'm aware...this weight once so
unbearable's now trite!
So, I'm not grateful that she died
but yes, I am aware
those sights, I couldn't tolerate
are now "no sweat" to bear.
When something is a massive weight
that can't be held or bore
then suddenly, it gets reformed
to be despised, no more,
that circumstance, indeed is one
where value is contained.
My eyes can gaze at long lost views;
my heart is not now pained!
The spur was not what I had hoped;
her path was chose by fate.
But for the smoothing of the road
I must appreciate!
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my operandi, modus!
I drove right by that house last week;
and it, din't even notice!
David R. Varg (8-19-01)
