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RELEASE OF LOVE'S ARROW
RELEASE OF LOVE’S ARROW
As the arrow endures the tautness on the bowstring before
It leaps off; there is a tension before letting go of our lover;
We allow this separation for the stasis of love is nowhere.
The myths of solar heroes live on even after their declination
Because their downfall was only a way of attaining their final
Birth; such as it is that we measure our highest attainments.
It is the forsaken ones mainly that praise us being so departed
Since they have that rupture of love to rise above into new
Venues of awareness such as it was with Cyrano de Bergerac
Roxanne capitulated to his poetry but not to his face. “If only
She could love me” is the oldest of sufferings; there is always a
Time to free ourselves from our lover as does the arrow to the bow.
The only raison d’etre of the arrow is to find release and become
More than itself; the famed emotion of love isn’t enough unless
Hurled like the arrow into an infinitude of clear untense space.
In the pull of the arrow into the bowstring there is a trembling to
Maintain the tension; likewise, is there a anticipated trembling of
The heart to be apart from the beloved and the endurance of it.
The stasis of love looks for these ruptures so as to renew itself
As does all partings of “sweet sorrow”. So many arrows fill the
Sky before one hits a bullseye; such is the keenness of love.
