An Ephesian Rose

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Awash in doubt your eyes in disbelief inquire

What could steal away the gaze which before had burned like fire?

What siren song could bend the ear and make complacent not to hear

Your loving voice, neglected cry or searching tears?

Alas, it's not as one may think, but nonetheless a bitter ale

Confused and harried and near the brink, it must not let go stale

Deep in comfort you inspire, lulled as if by lyric prose

In this intense unbounded world, seeking an Ephesian rose

I survey with mortal hands, distracted by mundane demands

No poor excuse should you endure by one who's foolish blind

Nor empty space of time await uncharted course to find

Lest the heart in doubt should think, the river's running course is clear

Obstacles give pause to drink, and follow true the bouldered path

Apprehension must persevere, for knowledge that you are held dear.

An Ephesian Rose  - The Courage of Intimacy by Keith Ainsworth                                                                                                                                                        43