Where I was I do not know
But I saw him standing there
Still time did ebb and flow
Yet time had no meaning there
It stil has none; that space in time
Could have been yesterday or years ago
But he had his arms around another girl
That was not me; I knew her not
He kissed her lips, so unaware
Of my silent, stunned intrusion
If I could have wept, tears would have flowed
I should not have blamed him and yet,
I could not help the pang of jealousy
That hit my beatless heart as a goad
And so, goaded on, I followed them
From dawn to dusk, until dawn again
He grasped at this love, as a man
might grasp a straw and in this love, he drowned his sorrow
And when at last the sun rose high
He left outside her door and turned away
I cried in vain, I had no way to let him know
That I was standing there
Still drawn as like a magnet, I followed him home
He lay in bed stirring restlessly
He called out my name. He cried for me
As I did cry for him and did what little I could
I stroked his brow until he sighed and slept
Then I left him with a lingering kiss
For I can call him mine no more
And so I left him to his earthly love
Marilyn Shepperson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spirit/
