Okay, so one
March day doesn’t make a spring, but I am an incurable romantic, and spring is
just around the corner here in the UK. What better reason to celebrate the
ultimate victory of gay love over the less enlightened among the heterosexual
majority...even it may lose a few battles along the way. Yet, where history
confirms, it also inspires, and although we may sometimes despair of certain present-day
socio-cultural-religious hang-ups over sexuality, we need to believe that there
will come a time when common sense and humanity will prevail worldwide.
SPRING
MIST
One
spring we strolled by a murmuring stream,
listening
to the happy tales it told
of peace
and love walking out of a dream
to take
their rightful place in a sad world
As we
walked, your fingers entwined with mine,
they too
with a joyful story to tell
of lonely
gay people thrown a lifeline,
saved
from drowning in contempt's ugly swell
We
paused, saw two fish in a gentle flow,
wished them
safe from the angler's cruel rod,
their
colours and grace making a fine show
yet
vulnerable, like us, in this world
Crossing
a bridge, we paused again and kissed,
peace and
love embracing us like spring mist
[From: A Feeling For The Quickness Of
Time by R. N. Taber,
Assembly Books, 2005]
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