Regular
readers will know that my partner and I only has a few years together before he
was killed in a road accident, and that was a long time ago. I think about him every
day. Yes, I am often sad because I miss him, but it is a sadness tempered with
the joy of having loved him and been loved in return; it always lifts me,
and rams home the message that love never dies.
I
experimented with drugs in my long-ago youth until someone told me that you can
never get higher than getting high on love. So who needs drugs? Oh, but
that is so true. Love is the only high worth having if only because it lasts the longest,
continuing to let people like me access a spiritual dimension that has nothing
to do with either religion or sexuality...and why should it?
Among the many wonderful qualities of love is that it does not discriminate against anyone, whatever our race, religion, sexuality ... Oh, yes, and age too.
IMMORTAL BELOVED
Among the many wonderful qualities of love is that it does not discriminate against anyone, whatever our race, religion, sexuality ... Oh, yes, and age too.
IMMORTAL BELOVED
My gay love
gave me a yellow rose
so that I might always recall in my heart
how love,
if tended, nurtured, grows,
to a flowering only wisdom can impart
My gay
love gave me an apple green
so that I may always savour at every bite
that what
was, is now, always has been,
Tree of
Knowledge filtering Eden’s light
My gay
love gave to me a gentle kiss
to which
my heart responded with its all,
a thank
you for a lifetime of summers
whose
birdsong a metaphor for the soul
My gay
lover passed away some years ago,
but love never dies, this I've come to know
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2005; 2019
[Note: An earlier version of this poem appears under
the title 'The Truth About Love' in A Feeling for the Quickness of Time by R. N. Taber,
Assembly Books, 2005.]
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