To Helen

Lost Spirit

A poem I wrote for a girlfriend from my last year at university. I was still in my manic depressive phase at the time, to be honest, which can make some of my writing as overbearing as I could be in person at the time. Frankly, I was a pain in the arse to quite a lot of people. But it's a nice poem.

Actually, looking at the date on this and being able to place other stuff I wrote on the same day, I can remember the circumstances - Helen hadn't been my girlfriend for a while but was still a mate and I'd seen her unexpectedly after being out for the day on a bit of an adventure and the whole thing was just a really good day.

I love you as the morning sun breaks smoothly cross the sky
I love you as the subset scatters colour to the eye
And as the rays of goodness swim unending in my head
I see you and I know through you my love is far from dead

I love you as the simple swan glides smoothly on the stream
I love you as the water with its sweet seductive gleam
And as the tide of purest strength reflects the deepest light
I see you and I know through you my love is ever right

I love you as the rose's beauty echoes through the day
I love you as the flower petals shine then fade away
And as the wash of colour plants its dreamy mist of hue
I see you and I know through you my love lies deep and true

Rich Harding, 1987 (5th March)