Poem: Blessing

He was a fool

to give away the best thing he ever had.
How a man could give up a blessing

like Esau of the Bible makes me “so” mad!
He won’t realize that he had a good thing;
the best of both worlds until after you are gone.
His penance will be a spring of sadness in his eyes
that will sporadically prick like an embedded thorn.
He sacrificed his eternal rose,
forsaked his bride of ecstasy.
But I will always be grateful to him
because he left you open to me.
I will treasure the blessing;
I will dedicate my life

to making you (my angel) smile.
I will bow down on one knee,
and later escort you down a chapel aisle.
I knew from the first day that I saw you
with loving eyes that I could be with you forever.
Bound by cords of love and respect
that the elements cannot sever.
He was a fool to leave you;
I was wise enough to be your fair-weather friend;
And I will treasure you (my blessing)
until my heartbeats end.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.