The Cup We Shared



With our sharing
Our cup was filled 
With our parting
half full soon it will be empty
Our cup drained
left with solitude 
in this house which
saw so much living
you will become memory
Your fiery blaze 
filled my heart
that memory will fade
You were a gift
a gift of life
I'm grateful
Grateful for what could be expressed 
Grateful coming closer the mystery of our sex
Grateful knowing you exist as you do 
Grateful seeing possibilities of what could be 
Humbly standing before life
thankful for the cup 
we were given 
my life 
where is it going? 
Where is your life going? 
The map I see 
has many roads 
many journeys 
we may find each other 
on the same road 
memories turn to dreams 
Any way the wind blows
Our days were lived
what was required was done
What more could be asked?
What more could be said?
We turned rainy days 
into sunshine and bliss
from within 
we lighted new ways 
May you always have a space 
where you can be free, 
Clean air to breathe
where water finds your roots,
sunshine you will blossom 
your beauty 
our giving 
our loving 
once again 
I've changed, 
I am no longer who I was
touching the grounds 
what will always be 
common ground 
beneath all striving 
all living, all loving, all dying 
As I lie in my room at night
Static in the air 
It is thick
cutting through
Our presence
Together now 
Fades away 

***

Written by David Penn Arndt in Indiana, PA in autumn 1989.

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