“Waiting for Better Days” by Matthias-Haker
Yes
I see you my love
and I know you
intimately
you have worn your life
with grace and dignity
and here you stand
in your regal
glorious
tatter
your wisdom and strength
laid bare
for all to see
and you have shown me
your true heart
so
oh yes
I see you
I see you my love
how can I not
you are beautiful
so very beautiful
*
rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
Poetry at: dVerse
True love always sees the beauty, and your lovely poem tells that wonderfully Rob!
Thsnk you Carrie… 🙂
perfect for Valentine’s Day~
Especially for all us old folk.
Agree with Larry, great way to head into V-Day! She must love when you give her these.
Thank you JR, and yes, they have occasionally earned me some extra points in our relationship!
It is the dream of each of us to find another who will see us for the beautiful creatures we are as-is. Maybe that’s why god made love, so we might have the capacity to see another in just that way… Beautiful poem, Rob.
The beauty of love is undeniable, and if pure love is shared, beauty is the natural attribute. It need not even be discussed in any other way.
Some beauty has to be learned–we won’t see it until we’ve worked to train ourselves to know it.
I wrote this piece envisioning an older couple, not a room. An older couple who have truly loved each other since they were young, and through all the ‘blemishes’ that occur in life, physical and emotional, even some inflicted upon each other. I believe if they/you have experienced that level of genuinely inclusive love, the “true heart”, the tatter may be visible, but the ability to ‘see’ the fully realized “beauty” of that other person in their life requires no training — it just ‘has become’ Chrissa, because that “vision” has already been manifest in the essence of the relationship. One might argue that they “trained” themselves to see it — but I feel that training was not so much a single decision, or even equally bilateral, but more a byproduct of patient, enduring love, to which they were committed. It may also have come to be by a greater patience on the part of one of the individuals more than the other. No matter the path of the relationship, even if there is an imbalance (which likely there is after many years), it can still arrive at that place where they both come to “see” the authentic “beauty” in the other.
oh yes
I see you
I see you my love
how can I not
you are beautiful
so very beautiful
How lovely to receive a poem / message like this ~~~ any day of the year. Especially tomorrow. Lucky, lucky recipient.
I am just a sucker for love Helen, and I am not certain I will ever fully understand it. It took me five “significant m/f relationships in my life, including 2 failed marriages, and finally a 3rd 35-year enduring, though not always perfect, marriage — but I have finally come to know, and appreciate, the feeling, and the lasting value of enduring love… 🙂
My poem is actually about enduring love and respect ~~ my first husband, father of our four children, blessed to know he and I will be friends, co-parents and people who once loved each other .. forever. I also love and respect his wife. We are indeed a blended family.
Seeing through the “tatter” is what gives meaning to life.
Such a pity some people are more aware of their tatter, than of the heart seeing through it.
It certainly does Syl! 🙂
Luv your response to this one Rob. And oh how i love Rod Stewart
Much love…
Thank you. Much love to you too Gillena.
“regal glorious tatter” – a lovely poem, Rob 🙂
Thank you Sunra… 🙂
To see the beauty long after the luster has faded. This is lovely
Thank you JYP… 🙂
Beautiful poem, Rob.
Thank you Sascha!
Of course— the words are the best I’ve read today about true love. Who wouldn’t want to be the ‘subject’ in this poem. Love it to pieces. Thanks so much.
I’m also drawn to the image you chose.
To me, it says that even if around us is in tatters our space is holy. Holy because we made it that way.
Love this.
Blessed are those for whom this is a reality. A great testament to life of purpose. Thanks for sharing this. xo
It was easy to write, because it was a strong feeling – the picture revealing a sacred place of love and dignity.
A testament to love, and so nice that it is written in the 2nd person, directly…
thank you. It was the way the photo moved me Ain. I think a small part of me needed to hear it. I have moments when my age, my health, my grand failures, my difficult childhood, my uncertainty regarding what’s coming threaten to diminish or negate everything I have had in life – a wonderful life, including all the blemishes. I have done battle with insecurity my entire life, and still do. Amazing how one picture can shine such a vivid light on that. Guess I was doing z bit of self therapy.
A beautiful poem to gift someone on Valentine’s Day..? And here, I see fifteen year olds like me searching for that perfect relationship… 🙂
Thank you veera! 🙂
How much it means to just be seen. A gift, in and of itself. I see her also, Rob. Thanks for the sweet, sweet tunes.
Yes it is K! You are welcome… 🙂
and here you stand
in your regal
glorious
tatter
There’s something about that; beautiful in its recognition of beauty.
The picture moved me in that direction Donna… 🙂
A wonderful Valentine… it’s good when you have someone that special
Thank you Bjorn… 🙂
Gorgeous, gorgeous write, Rob!
Thank you Sanaa, very much. I so appreciate your kind words… 🙂