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Never Could Have Been a Doubt

by Rula Shin


There was a moment of utter fear
Shocking, shrouding all consuming
My heart sank, my throat swelled
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter regret
Knocking me down, paralyzing my limbs
My mood descended to its darkest depths
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter pain
Cutting deep, devastating my spirit
Shattering my ego as my eyes bulged with tears
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter sadness
Striking down my intellect, coaxing the reminder
My logic was a faint pulse as my thoughts raced
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter frustration
Defending as I was, my blindness
As you failed to stop, justifying your reaction
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter shame
As I told you I was seeing my blindness
As you conceded your loss of control
But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed

There was a moment of utter beauty
As we sat face to face, in togetherness
Tearing down our mind-made walls of fear
Revisiting our past moment of realization

There was no moment of resurrection
Since there was no moment of death
There are no conflicting lovers
When perpetually lovers exist as LOVE

There was never a moment of doubt...

08/16/2005

Posted on 08/16/2005
Copyright © 2024 Rula Shin

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/16/05 at 06:43 PM

Superb use of evolving repetition in the first line of each stanza Rula. Although this is obviously a very personal poem, I think we can all still relate to it in our own way. Cheers!

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/17/05 at 04:32 PM

Rula, how you take these moments and weave them into magic and preciousness....it makes my heart weep with gratitude that there is love in the world that works.

Posted by David R Spellman on 08/18/05 at 12:14 AM

A beautiful and intense telling of the changes and realizations of true love - perennial indeed!

Posted by Christina Bruno on 08/18/05 at 01:26 PM

an evolution of emotions and a triumph of love, beautiful job ;)

Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/18/05 at 01:55 PM

‘But the trust, the hope and the love prevailed’, this line, repeating time and again, emphasizes what’s there to prevail and what’s impermanent. It stresses the fact that the love isn’t just a mood or a temporary state of mind, affected by some external stimuli, but part of a greater understanding of self and other. Fear, regret, pain, sadness, frustration, shame, are temporary in nature subject to our moods, subject to the negative charge of the impressions we gather in a given point of time, depending on the quality of association, where as, LOVE, not just emotional, not just physical or mechanical or intellectual, but a Love, which grows with the growth of the lovers, which emanates from the very being, which is a CONSCIOUS LOVE, part of an ever lasting UNDERSTNDING, compelling the lovers to feel duty bound, compelling the lovers to find their love in the mutual growth of their beings. I am sorry to say Rula Shin that I have nothing to add of my own because you have said it all in this philosophy of love expressed with a tinge ( well, not just a tinge but as a main ingredient ) of emotional energy. Yes, the LOVE shall prevail if love isn’t just a MOOD despite sinking heart, swelling throat, and shattering egos, ‘Tearing down our mind-made walls of fear Revisiting our past moment of realization’ And yes, the crux of the whole beauty of love is that ‘There wasn't any moment of resurrection Since there wasn't any moment of death There are no conflicting lovers When perennially lovers exist as LOVE’ Yes, I repeat, there isn’t any moment of doubt when perennially lovers exist as LOVE.This is what LOVE is. A CONSCIOUS LOVE.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 08/19/05 at 02:01 AM

Well done Rula, yes a great love does prevail...Charlie

Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 08/21/05 at 12:22 AM

Oh, I absolutely love the growth that this poem exhibits

Posted by Maureen Glaude on 09/28/05 at 08:03 PM

fabulous beautiful message, Rula. From the comments, looks like it should be Poem of The Year, not just the Day! Ciao.

Posted by Thomas K. Hunt on 09/29/05 at 01:50 AM

An excellent read...well done and congrats on your POTD, a well derseved one here

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 10/01/05 at 03:02 AM

Rula, I meant to comment on the poem the other day when I also meant congratulate you for POTD, I just couldn't think of anything brilliant to say, plus, so many others said what I would have. Yet, what I see in this poem is the narrator coming to grips with a formerly unfaced reality - walking through deep emotional pain and ugliness within and without. It's like being in a house of mirrors, so that no matter which way one turns, there is no escaping the self-image. Although it appears to be a dangerous place, safety is actually present all the time, since the process involves self-discovery. When the narrator finally gets to the core of self, whether it is him/herself or another person, the discovery process doesn't end, but only becomes a beginning. I see so much of many things I've been through in this poem, but then again, it can be applied to countless situations (as I believe someone mentioned). Congratulations, even if it is late. ;-)
~Chelle~

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