Sunday Musings: Williamsji Maveli

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• Sunday Musings:   By Williamsji
• Posted on Sunday, 17/08/2014

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My Sunday Day Greetings to COSMOFUNNEL Administration, to all authors, artistes and viewers

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SYNOPSIS: This is my weekend writing column for a review of a poem from a selected author. This Column is being titled as " Sunday Musings " with a view to feature an in-depth analysis of  any one of the poems from the previous weeks winning nominations, selected by me at random to avoid the elaborate review or comment postings  by me in the usual comments column. Cherie Sumner's almost all poems are great success and have won the nominations; hence it was very difficult to choose the best one for my review. However, I shall plan this column in such a way to accommodate almost all style of poems by all poets and poetess of COSMOFUNNEL, which I hope will give more room for encouragement and inspirations to write. The poems selected are purely from my own liking and discretion and has nothing to do with the ratings, voting and nomination aspects. Hope, readers will understand my view point and enjoy my writing. My views and interpretations in this column are purely my own observations, and it has nothing to do with the personal life of the author of the poem.  I am eager to read your feed-backs.  I was unable to post this column to appreciate and review a COSMO poem on the 20th Sunday, due to the sad demise of my Dad, George Maveli. The poem which  I have taken-up for this Sunday Musings is this: Let Her Walk Away posted by Poetess Cherie Leigh Sumner, on August 10th

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• Let Her Walk Away
• Poetess Cherie Leigh Sumner

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He simply let her walk away
Treated her in complete dismay
Pretended he was numb, aloof
Convincingly - to avoid truth  

(Love does not obey our hope or expectations, it obeys our intentions in life)

She lost herself in him for sure
Her heart was real sincere and pure
He could not bear to share his bane
Misery’s hold drove him insane

(Loyalty and dedication teach us that we are not to walk away from people that we love)

But in a midnight’s haunting sweat
He recalled what he can’t forget
Upon a nightmarish past scene
He released anguish in a scream

(To be gracious means to be in love and to do favor and be kind enough. To favor means to show kindnesses to an inferior, and to be compassionate0

Never able to quite let go
Of the recluse inside his soul
Afraid of his own malcontent
Rebuking her with his dissent

( Love and relationships necessitate exertion and responsibility. We have to learn when to stretch and when to break )

The taste of surrender filled her tears
God could carry his burdened fears
Replace his shadow in the dark
With abiding love - bright and stark

(You cannot continue to give to another person when you are not at your best; when you are so broken, so beaten down that you have no energy left.)

But yet he chooses his nightmare
Over the world’s cruel savoir faire
Forgetting that God is in control
He lives convinced he has no role

(Grace is another attribute that is part of the manifold of pure love)

He simply let her walk away
Never to hear the words she’d pray
A prayer finally set her free
To discover who she should be.

(She will give us good things because of  her goodness. She extends favor, mercy, and kindness on whoever she pleases because it’s who she is)

A divine light carries her through
With nothing left for her to do
And as his torment sets up stay
She follows love and walks away

(Love always follows for a favor, to show kindnesses to an inferior, and to be compassionate)

Love is gracious, and love is kind
She prays he will find peace of mind
He let her walk away, it’s true
God’s walk will stay and help him through

( The Heart hurts, tears will fall, mind will wonder but when you have had enough, and the person has no humility or care for you ,then you have no choice )

Love does not obey our hope or expectations; it obeys our intentions in life. To say that love hasn’t obeyed my expectations would be an underestimation or calculations in our life. I have not been lucky in love. I’ve been blessed with some amazing moments over the years, but somehow have managed to choose partners who did not want what I wanted, did not feel what I felt, and did not want to walk beside me into a future together.

I once again entered into a relationship desperate to find love and instead found a beautiful disaster. Love is a blessing, this we know. Unrequited love is deadly, and it can eat you alive. Falling in love can be a slippery slope, regardless of any protective barriers we may have built. It can ease in like a light a mist that settles itself beautifully over your life, or it can blindside you. Often we fall in love with a person before we have fully gotten to know them. By this point it’s too late—you’ve already stretched your heart for someone capable of bruising it. This is what love requires: utmost vulnerability and trust. Hopes and expectations rise along with the awareness that it can slip away.

I suggest we do our best to live in the moment. Love is elastic. It stretches and retracts and changes shape constantly. It is very uncertain. One day you are over the moon and the next disillusioned.

The elastic can break. You can re-tie it, but there is now a knot. Suddenly that perfect perception of the other person is a little bit tainted. Something rocked the pedestal. Sometimes we can recover from this, sometimes we can’t. 

Loyalty and commitment teach us that we are not to walk away from people that we love. Buddhism teaches us to love without expectation. There are a lot of belief systems about love and I question them often. If your love is shared and you are both happy I assume you wouldn’t have to question love at all.

But if your relationship, be it friendship or romantic love, is unbalanced and one person is hurting, how much is enough? How many pieces are supposed to break and how damaged can we allow ourselves to get before we throw these belief systems out the window and accept that this type of love which further more healthier.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI