An Original Poem - "Love Infinite"

Anima and Animus - (AI Enhanced)

"Love Infinite" is a soul-level meditation of two people who recognize their soul connection before they fully understand it. Written through the lens of twin flame connection and Jungian reflection, the poem moves through the yearning inside of love that arrives cloaked in loss, where one spirit, further along in their healing, longs to guide the other toward an meteoric wholeness to prompt greater awareness of their authentic self. The guidance is enshrined in tenderness, complete devotion, and unconditional space.

One recognizes in the other what is both revealed and concealed, the Jungian anima and animus mirrored across light and shadow, exposing revision of the ego.  Yet what makes the connection pure is precisely what makes it vulnerable. The 'healing' this union was destined to claim is shadowed by quiet opposition, the unresolved weight of past wounds that neither time nor desire can undo on its own.

I wouldn't call this a love poem, a title that becomes rather trite upon inspection, but rather an exploration of the soul's deepest hunger, not merely for companionship, but for "individuation through intimacy" where the soul seeks to find its wholeness while simultaneously being frightened by it.

Love Infinite

Years from now

when the ‘now’ becomes a memory

will we mourn 

what was inevitable?

Is Love infinite

inside a world 

that ends everything?

Was it here

before we arrived in it together?

In your eyes

I see the mist of time

transitioning through chambers,

like energy passes through the seas,

Valleys and Hills 

that collapse and rise again…

and again...

to make those of foolish heart

remember…

true Existence is unalterable.

I want to care for you.

dry tears 

that didn’t have time to fall.

Keep you warm

against the colder seasons 

of your mind,

body,

and soul.

Help you undo every stumble 

others declared as “right”

every wound

unaligned,

Enfold you in a sacred space...

Safe but unhidden,

Where words 

are easily spoken

Under the wings 

Of the Most High.

Where your radiance 

and brilliance of mind

is unfettered

behind eyes that soften

when you realize

time has ceased

and I…

see…

You.

I’m ready

to defend,

to speak,

to hold sacred

all that you honor

as I lay beneath you.

The part of your soul that 

reigns without end

a quiet vault of thought,

where every idea unfolds

and refolds

within this world

and beyond,

A wisdom

uncharted,

in its guarded rooms

and flashes of storm.

We’ve only touched in

fragments of time

handfuls of immortal moments...

Moments 

that are never long enough

to understand,

Yet,

somehow

long enough

to always miss you

long before

you’ve gone.