By Terry Wayne L.    terry39@juno.com
Date: 1 May 2000

By What Measure?

By What Measure?

What value has a  single life, a single soul
When measured one by another?
And by what measure as a human
Would such an attempt meet the goal?

I ask these things not lightly at all
Because for once in a lifetime, someone has astounded me.
By matching the intrinsic nature of my own heart beat by beat,
Kindness by kindness, Love by love, Promising not to let me fall.

Past experience, past love has not prepared me for this.
So I am forced to ask
By What Measure do I guage a soul?
By what measure does a soul judge me...

If color is the medium of choice
My problem then loses form...
I would call you the most beautiful rainbow.
To ever chase away a summer storm.

And if sound is the criteria of today
Then you are my personal chorus of angels
Sent from the apex of seventh heaven
To sing me to  sleep every night; every day.

Poetry has the power to bring life
From the confines of paper and pen
But it would take reams of sonnet after sonnet
To approach the beauty you shine from within.

Perhaps a love song may come close
Saying 'You are the Music of My Heart'
or 'Everytime I Close My Eyes'...
But such songs could not even start,

To express the song in my heart,
music in my soul
put there by you
and only you.

Terry Wayne L.
April, 2000