from The Adventurers and other poems:

It is Okay

 

It is okay to be alone

It is okay to love the lost

We are all alone

We love lost love,

We embrace the pain

Of what is gone

It is okay, we are not stone

 

It is okay

When rivers run dry

To waltz in memory shadows

It is okay wherever you go

To carry what was

Splintered glass feelings,

Faded fallow faces

Once adored cannot be ignored

It is okay to dive a well that’s shallow

 

Flies to flypaper

We are stuck

Preserved in the amber

Of the lost

It is better to hold

Than release

Who could renounce

A finger, a toe, a heart,

To seek warmth

In a dying ember’s hearth?

 

It is okay to lose love

To find and start anew

To gladly give

Knowing you live, you lose

To love the unlovable,

Ones that hurt you so

It is okay, you will redeem

To love again

To love alone

You are your own

It is okay

You simply love