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Friday 4 May 2018

REVELATION

Because the text absconded
somewhere between phone and mast,
because you had no way of knowing
I'd been held up at the meeting,
you waited in vain. The train from King's Cross
arrived and departed and I wasn't on it.
I can clearly picture the scenario:
your altercation with the porter - probably loud,
describing me in detail and insisting
that he must have seen me leaving the platform
(amongst all those thousands of faces a day??).
It was ten o'clock on a Friday evening
and I appeared to have vanished from the face of the earth.
In denial of having no control over the situation -
a position wholly alien to you - you stood quite still,
stifling the urge to race off up the high street, where
you were certain I must be wandering, lost and bewildered
as I had no knowledge of Guildford whatsoever.
But you wouldn't have found me there.
I was sitting quietly, deeply immersed in a novel,
in my comfortable seat on the later train
that was just pulling into the station.
Someone had suggested I may have caught a later train. So
when I finally alighted, expecting to find you
still there waiting for me, I  was confronted instead
by a frantic whirl of activity from the far end if the station,
followed by a figure swiftly zig-zagging his way
through the flow of oncoming passengers.
Then your livid face, your furious eyes
and your harsh recriminations, "What the hell are you playing at?"
Followed by your crushing embrace,
as if I had been resurrected from the grave
when all hope, all possibility, had been lost.
Then suddenly you were laughing, tears welling up in your eyes -
although you were quick to explain them away as particles of dust.
It was so surreal.
And just behind you stood your saviour,
smiling like a small Leprechaun
to see an Englishman being so un-English:
a mass of frenzied anxiety - and you had
opened your heart to him, asking him what to do
and to help you find me -
and then to succeed in your quest, thanks to his advice.
What a revelation!!
I, who had always firmly believed
that "macho" men like you only faked love
in order to find sex, now presented
with a different truth altogether -
a truth I'd always hoped for.
Your deep concern.
Your across Guildford, fear of having lost me, dash.
And then your relief engulfing me
like a soft warm fluffy blanket;
like a mother hen's protectiveness
of her newly hatched chicks.
Such totally unexpected tenderness.
So I must mean something to you after all.
Could this really be love?
Yes, I am loved.

21 comments:

  1. Wow !

    so charming so BRILLIANT dear Ygraine!

    being "LOVED" is feeling gives you meaning for your existence

    the way you narrated the expressions is beyond STUNNING!

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    1. Oh wow...my sincerest thanks, dearest Baili...you are so kind!☺☺

      Have a wonderful weekend, my Friend!

      Much love and hugs xoxoxo

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  2. This is truly beautiful. And reminds me of my own experience from 'his' perspective. I have often been frantic with worry over a late arrival. Convinced the worst had come to pass. And then ballistic with rage in a heart beat when he appears. Safe, but late. Not rational perhaps, but real.

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    1. Oh wow...thank you, my Friend...so so much!
      Yes, I've been on the other side too...;)

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  3. Yes great to be unexpectedly loved as much.. Loved this. Wonderful..

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    1. Thank you so much, Anthony...I truly appreciate that!! :))

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  4. We do get worried and concerned when loved ones do not arrive on time ...and for some reason always think the worse.
    I enjoyed your words, and it is so wonderful to be loved.

    Happy May Weekend.

    All the best Jan

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    1. Absolutely...but I wonder why it is that we so often imagine the worst?
      Human nature, I suppose!;)
      Thank you so much!

      Hope you're having a fabulous May Weekend too...xoxoxo

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  5. Brilliant! I love this!! So well written! So beautiful!!
    "And then your relief engulfing me
    like a soft warm fluffy blanket;
    like a mother hen's protectiveness
    of her newly hatched chicks.
    Such totally unexpected tenderness.
    So I must mean something to you after all.
    Could this really be love?
    Yes, I am loved."

    I really love this!! Big Hugs!

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    1. Oh Sweetie...thank you...from the depths of my heart!!

      Lots of Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  6. To be loved in such a way that the world would end if I no longer was here by someone that I, too, loved in that very same possessive way...wow! How strong that love that would last forever ❤❤❤

    Beautiful writing dearest Ygraine!!!

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    1. Yes, I guess it's what we all strive for on some level, eh?
      Sadly, though, very few of us ever find such a love...
      still, we can dream...lol

      Oh thank you, dearest Jan...so much! :))

      All my Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  7. A blessing, such wondrous reality!
    __ Now, everyone can see that if the -cell phone- worked (or if it was), that search for you, the loved one, would never have been realized to that honest example of purity! Often, technology seriously minimizes any sensuous feeling of valid love. _m

    in an instant
    these words from the heart
    new strength

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    1. You've hit the nail there, Doug...technology can be a destroyer of love...or at the very least, it's expression.
      I mean, how can one gaze into a screen and express love?
      Or perhaps it's just me getting older...
      I much prefer face-to-face.

      Thank you so much! :))

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  8. Well written. Beautiful words.

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    1. Oh thank you, Nas...you are so kind...:))

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    1. So happy you enjoyed, Regine...and thank you so much! :))

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    1. Oh wow... thank you so much, dearest Gloria...your kind words are truly appreciated! 😊😊

      Big hugs xoxoxo

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