Lavender
A love poem
When love puts words on a wing a song is easily fetched. This one is about the hot and humid longing for a beloved. There is a kind of magic that enthralls us when we are in love and enticed by another. This is a poem for my love that once came welling out of me.
Of course, love is a word with many different shades of meaning. The fiery sensual and sexual love is only one of them, and probably not the one that is most powerful and nourishing in the long run. But then, without it neither you nor I would be around to ponder about it. Life has it’s way to pull us along.
Chapters:
- 00:00:00 Intro
- 00:00:26 Lavender – Solo
- 00:05:45 Love always does us
- 00:08:08 Lavender – Remix
Transcript
Lavender
I am lavender
I flow around your house
Lush erected purple
uncompromising scent
You either dance
or hate me
But when you open up your window
When you open up the door
Night’s whiff glides me in
Finds you restless
in your sheets
Softly wakes you
Mighty milky way
Softly round your neck
hinting at your lips
I kiss you nose
Your tongue
Your lips
I find you shiv’ring
But not cold
I find you waiting
I unfold
I speak of summers
Speak of spring
I speak of rivers
I jump in
I swim you
Bend you
Pin you down
I let you have me
I give in
Oh lavender
So luscious
So innocent your smell
Oh lavender
You’ve done me
And you’ve done me well
©️ Laughing Brook/Peter Müller 2024
Love always does us
Oh my – love!
There are many reasons to dive into rhyme and song, but I guess, hands down, the most universal of them all is love. Not any abstract kind of love, but the kind of love between you and another. Love with a face, a name, a story and, my oh my, love with a body.
Love comes, and love goes, even though every love has something eternal about it. And it needs to, for how else would and could we open our hearts for each other and enter into this vulnerable, tender field of revealing ourselves to another? It is here where we begin to see the beauty in our significant other, and that beauty sweep us away, completely and utterly.
Robert Bly, in his classic book about men – Iron John –, even goes so far as to say that at the root of our being enthralled by the beauty of another lies our search for God, for the divine. And I think he’s got it right. Seeing the beauty of another person, falling in love with them, touches a chord in us that is connected with our deepest longing for unity and connection.
And isn’t it amazing, how love can make another person present with us, in the depth of our hearts, despite that person maybe being far away, both in distance and in time? This one was written one hot summer night, longing for a lover far out of reach in the moment. Outside her bedroom window she had a long line of lavender growing, and as I lay on my bed, lonely, loving and longing, these words came streaming out of me.
Outro:
My name is Laughing Brook, I am a poet, dancer, mystic, nature coach and man whisperer.
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