One of my stranger poems.
I wrote this for someone special.
The shadow of a promise
Hangs over me, sometimes a warmth
Sometimes a cloud, mutable, changeable
Absent, but present in shards of memories
A forgotten spirit weaving its way back into my thoughts
I have dim awareness of you
Then, I am struck by a light, a sun ignites
Then, you are gone. You leave behind an echo
Empty but recalling something greater
Something of an inspiration, a deep breath
A plunge, being enveloped by the life giving coolness,
the bright stillness where I am at home.
Come to me, in all my imperfection,
Come to me, be with me
Let’s defy gravity, let’s break through
I am liberated with you
Bring me to your world.
Overpowered by nature, miniscule in comparison
Eclipsed, but finally at rest. At peace.
