April 3, 2012

Alone






When life was young and everything new
And the sky was always a powder blue
Days were long
And all birds’ song
Illuminated love’s beauty true







The veiled light of her aura fell into my room early
Shaking me from dreams
As from her streams
All of tomorrow’s gain was like a stain
A stain on the heart of trust

Inside the dark there is a quiet peace
But nothing shivers like the cold of oneness
Thoughts get carried but never reach a destination
In the aloneness of morning
A voice is summoned, but barely heard
As its resonance breaks the shattered pieces
Until they no longer resemble life
Reflections only seem to magnify the hold

A heart stretches, looking for relief
Or truth in what it knows but cannot feel
There is a solidarity in being wordless
But at the cost of an essence that screams for release
Trapped, it struggles to break free from
Netting that holds its core in superficial conviction
There is a depth that the surface cannot comprehend

Inside a hollow that fills the soul
Life is seemingly less in control
Destiny knows wings and flies
When time proves difficult to try

And all that’s left is this oneness
A soft and breezy air in morning light
Sometimes enough, is more than a heart can stand
And there is loss within the darkness of being lonely            

Forgive me

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