Torn Today

I am torn today

Like a newspaper into strips

Like an old man’s tendons from his hips

I am torn like a shadow torn from a play

Like the sun in the window on a cloudy day

I am torn in two as a philosopher’s stone

One divines of wisdom, the other

Of a love alone

I am torn like a flower

From a daisy chain

Torn like a lightening power through

The falling rain

Torn in a semblance

Into something new

Torn, reborn and moulded

Into something strangely Blue

Like as if Neptune had risen from the seas

And thrust his trident of life

Into the heart of me

The sun light and the moonlight

Are torn in two

Like on that evening

When I kissed you

The sunrise is definite and so much of one

That it could be the infinite at last has come

But it will fall again

This familiar flame

Like the torch of passion, the same

Sometimes it climbs high with her name

Sometimes it sinks in the misery of pain

But always torn in two again