Linda Goodman's
LOve POems
Levels of LOve Awareness
you crazy, wonderful, outrageous nut
you're stuck in some kind of mystical rut!
running around Hollywood, like an overgrown druid
trying so hard to be teeny-tiny and magical
..that's not easy to do
when you're six feet two
and thinking you can make miracles
as effortlessly and swiftly as an elf at the North Pole
makes a red-and-white-striped peppermint candy cane
today you even tried to stop the rain
it was pouring cats and dogs outside
and you said
"I'll bet I can bring out the Sun
for you .. and stop the rain
just watch!"
then you squeezed your eyes tightly
and concentrated tightly too
squeezing your mind
and you prayed and prayed
and you waited .. and waited .. and waited
and you believed .. and believed .. and believed
murmuring, "Abracadabra ... magic!"
oh, you were so grieved
it hurt you so, I know
when the rain wouldn't stop
you just stood there .. forlornly
in your sloshy Jerusalem sandals
your toes all squishy-squashy wet
with tiny raindrops sparkling on your lashes
and I watched your yellow-gold aura
grow dimmer around your head, as you said
softly, so sadly
"I guess I lost my bet"
no, you didn't stop the cloudburst--you failed
but you tried, you tried, you tried!
that's what was so perfectly marvelous ...
...you tried
do you know how it made me ache inside
and how deeply I understood?
it gave me a sharp loving-pain
when you tried so hard to stop the rain
and believed so hard that you could