Posted by
Scottie on Tuesday, February 13, 2007 4:48:32 PM
My intended dug up an old love letter I sent to her when we were both still besotted with one another way back when. I think we all remember those precious times in our lives when love was new, and all things possible. On the eve of my wedding, I thought I would share that letter with you, my readers.
My Dearest Tish,
I usually have no problem expressing myself, but I am overwhelmed at the moment. I pinch myself; is this really happening at last? I am experiencing feelings that I haven’t felt for many, many years. My heart is full of hope for a long awaited new beginning and for now I am content to let it run free and unencumbered. I need some time for my mind to grasp what my heart is so unwaveringly demanding. Be assured that what you are feeling is mutual. I dabbled most of the night last night, unable to sleep. It seems my muse was about and I was moved to compose what follows. I hope this trifle will soothe you during our short but necessary separation.
The Wizard’s Contemplation
The Wizard sits with eastward gaze
And silently peers through the haze
And contemplates the princess there
The one that caught him unaware
So many questions does this raise.
Is he the one that she requires
To kindle in her soul a fire
To worship him as he will her?
Emotions churn and slowly stir
Perhaps she’s all that he desires
He casts once more a patience spell
To stem his need to know her well
So many questions yet unspoken
Silence only barely broken
These yearnings difficult to quell
Anon he’ll be within her sphere
Her presence soon perchance makes clear
The many mysteries she presents
The hours in her company spent
Will fly, he knows, like frightened deer
Befuddled and excited he
Ponders deep the mystery
Then cradles palm about his chin
As presently it comes to him
The answer is to wait and see!