“Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors for you where there were only walls”
 ~Joseph Campbell


Her name, the same as yours
floods my cellophane heart
with distant
but still pulsating
memories of you.
The perfect professional’s wife
children and social engagements,
appearances to maintain
a busy life,
at times frenetic,
hamster wheel personified.
Requirements for comfort
 where lines between
want and need
are blurred;
with the capacity
to define and defile
in one fell swoop.
And happiness,
ah yes happiness,
that elusive slippery eel
through the desert of your life,
like the mirage it is;
And have you quenched this thirst?
And what of the journal entries
under the heading of us?
Vanquished from your longings?
Vaporized into oblivion?
Overshadowed by guilt?
Disavowed bliss?
Mere questions
not seeking answers
as I muse
through these chronicles
of intersecting souls,
hearts seeking harbors,
tempting happiness,
once upon a time.
Copyright © Henri Ferguson 2003
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Author notes

I met someone through a friend in Toronto today whose name and life style were startlingly similar to a past love. As we visited I sat in her house absorbing the ambiance, the morning routine and all, which in turn triggered memories that spawned these words. I am constantly amazed at the complexity of my own being with respect to these matters as I ruminate on once upon a time.