Wish

(By Gub)

My one wish is this:
That my world was whole,
Undivided by war, by this schism
Between our halves

You speak of love
You mother my child
You are precious
Yes - but also untamed
And wild.

Will we capture the unbridled
Force that drives us apart ?
Will we break it's power or is it
Part of us ?

The effects are corrosive
Un-redeeming, bereft of love
Blasé, reductive -- half-witted.
Yet - they consume the moment,
The hour, the evening.

I feel lost unseated -
Is the chapter turned
The book unbound?
Are we finished together and
Lifetimes continue, unfound