Guest Author

Ron Starbuck - Author and Poet

                                                                                    Whenever You Watch Me

 

Whenever you watch me with the soft intensity of your eyes,

  places concealed within me begin to open slowly, surely.

 

You find inside me senses I cannot easily grasp; it is a mystery how

  with such a solitary look, you uncover pieces of my being

 

that ascend and open, to bloom immutably as sunlight opens and warms the first

  soft white cherry blossoms in spring, whose fragile beauty and delicate texture

 

compel me to draw nearer, holding my heart entranced by such beauty,

  as your own spirit, bids me enter into your softness.

 

We stand transformed by such splendor you know,

  resting in each sublime moment, like a monarch butterfly

 

before it takes flight, to land on that very same

  first white cherry blossom. Are we not the same?

 

 

 

 

 

Ron Starbuck

Copyright 2012

 

 

 

This poem calls out to one originally written by E.E. Cummings.

 

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond

 

 

 

The poem reference above by E. E. Cummings is one of the first poems I ever read out loud to my wife Joanne. I believe it was on our second date at my house where I was fixing her dinner for the very first time.  While the poem Whenever You Watch Me, is a response to Cumming's poem, a reflection of what he was saying and the conversation that he was having with someone dear in his own life. We are all transformed in and through our most intimate relationships, they teach us how to love unconditionally, expanding the boundaries of the self and how the self sees itself within the world, as we are a reflection of the butterfly.  Are we not the same?