THE DEPTH OF MY HEART

THE DEPTH OF MY HEART

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Within the depth of my heart
I have scoffed myself on a walk of burden.
Illusive to the one I love
I have casted a bigotry of denial upon her
and she almost wilted and died.
Solely living for my love
she exists because love creates strength
and an added hand
when falling becomes apparent.
I would carry her
when I myself would eventually fall
unifying love to its end.

To the mirror we must seek the Truth
defining ourselves by what we see
and what can be changed
for all flowers depend on the rain.
Subtleties between the anger
the rage in our Soul shouts out for mercy
encapsulating our pulse
seeking that the one we love never dies.
I would carry her until my lungs cease
and the airlift of God commences.
I pray to become a better man
and stand erect and tall in her eyes
though now I feel small
and the shallowness of my efforts
have pained her.
A friend, teacher and a lover, Uli is
and she will always be.
Honesty matters most to her aura’s light
and these disbursements shine.
She found me as a wild renegade
drifting in-between the sheets of women
knowing that I could fulfill her.
I became the challenge of her life, and
almost killing her, I now understand her love.

Understanding heavens trumpeting horns
I am frozen in time
and no longer aloof in myself
no longer bound
by my own inspirations as we twain.

Within the depth of my heart- I have found her.