A poem in a Story — Postory.
????? Why ?????
Unanswered questions in moments of despair.
Why can’t I get over you?
Why do I have to feel so blue?
Why do I have to love you so much?
Why do I long for your heavenly touch?
Why can’t I get you out of my mind?
Why is my love for you so blind?
Why does it grow with passing time?
Why is my love for you so sublime?
Why don’t your love for me, you show?
Why don’t you want the world to know?
Why? Why? Why?… I wonder why?
Why can’t your love perfume my sky?
A bit about my poem “Why ”!
Two weeks ago, during one of my client coaching sessions, when I made my client do the Circle of Life exercises, I realized the incompleteness she felt on her relationship front.
Seeing her moist eyes as she ticked her choices, I got up, leaving her to deal with the tumultuous emotions that had seemed to strike her.
As 15 minutes had passed, I re-entered the room with coffee for both of us. I saw that she, who had entered so confidently an hour ago, was now sitting meekly, lost in emotions.
I started the conversation again but this time it was about her kids and luckily that brought a smile to her face, enough for me to guess that the sole thing missing in her life was on the relationship front.
After coffee, some cookies, and talks about her kids as she got into a relaxed and joyful mood, I asked her if she wished to continue the session or postpone it to another day.
But, well, as she felt a sense of comfort with me, and also since client-coach sessions are confidential, she confiding in me started rattling out the reasons for her unhappiness.
Soon, we discussed her relationship with all her friends, family members one by one and luckily they all brought smiles to her, but the only harrowing part was with that of her spouse. And there it cleared my doubt that the entire relationship issue lay on the marriage front.
She said that it had been years, a good 15 years and more and she was still pulling strong, waiting that someday she would find the answers to her questions.
Questions that troubled her every moment, each day and night, and which she only asked herself repeatedly.
So, I asked her why she felt that way and if she had ever voiced her feelings or concerns to her spouse… and guess what- she hadn’t because she blamed only herself for this unhappy chapter in her life.
Wanting to show her that there is light at the end of the tunnel, I told her to express herself freely to her spouse and to get into the habit of daily communication with him as that is the key to a long, healthy, and happy relationship.
But being the shy and submissive lady she was, she asked me if there was any other way she could let him know how she felt.
And this is how “Why” came to life… to express how lost she was in a high tide of feelings, looking for answers in the sea of emotions.
Guess what–I then gave her homework to do which helped unlock her creativity, made her develop confidence, and made her feel great about herself along with aquatinting her with self-love, which was not prevalent in her life.
And she beautifully did her work… she wrote this poem on canvas and painted a married couple arm in arm, looking into each other’s eyes as if they were in conversation.
She wrapped it, gifted it to her hubby who, on seeing it, read it and hugged her tight, as she looked at him in silence with tears rolling down her cheeks.
Then with a brief kiss on her forehead, he answered all her questions, one by one, promising her he would never let her feel that way again.
And to make sure, he hung it up in their bedroom right above the bed’s headrest so that each night as he goes to bed and wakes up too; it reminds him of his promise.
And that was the start of another love story… of them falling in love all over again, 15 years later, when the question “Why” got its answers and the moments of despair got converted into days and nights of delight.
I was ending this here, but then I thought, let me share with you another little secret. During the follow-up session she seemed a changed person, who was now brimming with blithe confidence in life. Seeing her so elated, it thrilled me, and then she asked me if I could write for her a cute little poem. I made her read my all-time favorite poem that I had written for my hubby (Breakfast In Bed that’s shared below) and asked her to write on the same patterns. That was her homework for the coming week, and I’m eagerly awaiting to read what she comes up with.
©️ Geetika Sethi July 2020
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