Fiancé

Meet a boy who makes you better just because you know him.  Meet a boy who makes your head swivel with ideas.  Meet a boy who breaks your heart without knowing it every time you even dare to imagine life without him.

Watch him be.  Watch him smile at people he doesn't know and kindly reassure someone that he doesn't get along with.  Watch him hug his sister and praise his father.

Hear him exult over things you know nothing about, teaching you all the while.  Hear him sing unabashedly.  Hear him speak sense.

Notice how unaware he is of his own virtues.  Notice that he is patient and obedient and strong.  Notice his unaffected attitude and sturdy opinions.

Look at him running, running, running.  Look at him helping and sharing and playing.  Look at the way he looks at you.

See how curious, how eager, how vibrant he is!  See all of his hard work paid off in talents.  See how he drinks in more.

Feel the joy that trails after him.  Feel the contagious way that his happiness seeps into your skin when he comes close.  Feel afraid to speak for fear of interrupting his goodness.

Hope that he can endure you.  Hope beyond hope that he will allow you to come along and let you feel this way perpetually.  Hope that somehow he will enjoy your company for as long as you live!

Enjoy his humor and his confidence.  Enjoy being the one he chooses to be seen with.  Enjoy it!

Revel in the time you spend watching and hearing and being with him.  Revel in the aftershock that changes the way that you are even when he isn't around.  Revel in the anticipation that comes before seeing him again.

Wonder that he would love you.  Wonder that he claims he has something to learn from you.  Wonder that he would feel so strongly so fast and would tell you and prove it to you so that even you could not disbelieve.

Celebrate that he craves your company.  Celebrate that he asks you to join him in all his happy splendor.  Celebrate that you don't always have to be separated from him, but that when you are, happiness keeps growing.

Yellow Daylight

A time from someone else's past,

Void of any color,

Lays, a memory untouched

For I've become another.

No blackness neither gloomy grey

Can adequately spell

The unremitting vacuum then

My solitary cell;

Deadened valley, cold and raw

A spacious, endless gap

And stunted, hindered, thwarted me--

Prey to my own trap.

Then, my almost sightless eyes

Strained at lofty summit.

A puny crown of yellow perched

And warmth diffusing from it.

How far was I from yonder height?

I never estimated.

But, at length, my interest piqued,

My soul insatiated.

Uplifted by the hope of day

I shifted back and forth

Anticipating someone, soon,

Who'd love to take me north.

And thus I sat, and smiled, and sat

In fervent, eager glee

Until it was apparent that

None were retrieving me.

Upset, I glared at tiny gleam

Unsatisfied; unable

To know the origin or cause

Of light so sure and stable.

Whilst I remained and fidgeted

My longing festered large.

I, therefore, left with no excuse

Commenced my upward charge.

Naive? Perhaps, but undeterred

And fixed to stretch my strength.

My faithful feet prepared to hurt,

My back willing to break.

I've been through rain and mud and tears,

I've never been to hell, though.

For once I've passed through shadow grim

I find my trail of yellow.

And when I'm beaten and exclaim,

"This is not worth the climb!"

The hunger pains soon take their toll,

Unsettled one more time.

The going's slow, and sometimes stopped

For I am only human,

But when yellow glimmers tempt me on

I feel like I'm a new one.

Now, I have learned through my travail

That, in regards to spirit,

The sun won't rise at selfish plea.

Me rising brings me near it.

And though I've not yet reached the top

Or met the blazing source,

My curiosity is bought

By light throughout my course.

Joy is found in labored breath,

Yes, slumber doesn't pay right.

What once was colorless and dark

Is lit by yellow daylight.

© November 2011 - Sarah Christofferson