(The Composer Mihaly Mosonyi and his Wife, Henrik Webber, c. 1845)
Will I Am
It was your eyes; the turn of your lips
Your arm wrapped around her in ownership
You have come into yourself
I have been waiting for that, knew it would always come
It is handsome on you!
I never doubted
Never once did I see the limitations
I am maternal
My heart knows no limits, sees no resignation of despair
Only pathways, corridors to the unknown
No one can predict what is on the other side,
Fear restricting the possibilities
But I always saw
As I see now
A man unto himself, exuding that which you buried
The despair that had tormented; the unbearable pain for which you submerged into obscurity
Only to reappear a shell of your humanness
Did I remind you too much of what lay entombed?
Did you not see I was your savior?
No, I shan’t discuss the betrayal
The damage of my heart left to drag on the tethered strings of the severed connection
Ribbons that tied up our beautiful friendship
You never looked back at the remnants of those threads
As I mourned the death of you; of us
As I walked onto another path, another corridor
Not knowing where it would lead me without you
I glimpsed at your future, and it was lovely!
You caught it, didn’t you?
The thing you could never grasp, breaking you–changing you
It is a beautiful thing…happiness, joy, love
My heart overflows for you, as it always had, and always will
For only in life are our bonds severed; our souls are threaded in the heavens forever