Poem: Esperanza

To scar your heart and teach you how to dream again –

To plant unto your soul this how, this where and when,

We'll spread untiring wings and dive into the blue,

The heavens to discern, its judgement to subdue.

My sweet! Think you that 'tis a storm of no import –

We've given up our blood and dreams for paltry worth?

 Sometimes the gods destroy with merciful intent;

 Mayhap those tears are for my loving kisses meant.

The leaves upon the trees, they fall all red and gold,

Their perch abandoned at the whisper of the cold.

But when the warmth of spring defeats the cruel frost,

We'll stand, forgetting how it was to pay the cost.

This meeting born of pain shall never be effaced

And ever shall I crave this wounded love's embrace.

For after tasting of the plight of hell and death –

The more we'll learn to love the gift of ev'ry breath.