Measured By Time

Time, the chasm of moments we must cross over.
It tears at our existence, precluding our thought.
It passes so quickly,
yet it weighs as a heavy burden on our hearts.
So we wait for the tomorrows.
Who, I ask, governs this time?
This element of life that effects such a drain on our emotions.
More so if we are patiently waiting for a love to draw near.
If, as it is said, waiting is the greatest sign of one’s love.
Then how much more we more we must love to endure the wait.
Can we say then that love grows stronger when we are apart?
If so, then my love for you cannot be measured by a yardstick.
Nay, not even a calendar could count the time
I have spent loving you.
For my heart has wished you near all the time.
If I were to spend a thousand years in waiting,
but had no thought of you,
all would be for naught.
If my nights and days were not filled with dreams of you,
then nothing would come from the waiting.
But had no thought of you
All would be for naught.
If my nights and days were not filled with dreams of you,
then nothing would come from the waiting
My heart has been patient
From the moment we were first together
Every thought, every dream, has been of you.
All this then is the measure of my love.
My gift of devotion to you.
My love.

About Emma Morgaine Croft

I have been called many things on my journey, Professor, White Wolf, Rainbow Warrior and Spirit Walker. I had a blog on blogger.com for a number of years. I think the last post was when Papa passed back in 2012. I had also written for World Wide Hippies online mag for a year or so and even won a Golden Note for online writing. I got burned out writing and decided to stop for a bit. The only writing I did was comments on things I shared on Facebook. Unfortunately, that often got into a lot of angry and ugly talk. I try to maintain my cool, but there are just some unreasonable people out there. I found it emotionally and spiritually draining. I saw my niece's blog on here and thought that maybe it was time to resurrect Thoughts On A Cloudy Day. These are my thoughts and meanderings. You can accept them or walk away. I hope that in some way, these thoughts can spark other thoughts and sharing by people around the world. My dream is to make the world a better place for all people. My heart to your heart, one hear, one spirit.
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