blue lights hang in this space I call mine.
I have traversed the day foot following foot building nkt my home now, but my life. The path has bent and woven through rough terrain and smooth
and now I am back to the still pond looking at aged reflections of those I used to know some
I do not recognize. I wonder how wide swaths of my life were so easily forgotten but they say your brain can only hold so much and
files what you dont need away.
I feel as if I need all of it all of those memories that grew into me today
but of course they are so much chaff now more days behind than ahead and I can only move onwards into a construct as I go future.
I keep my love near me in white feathers pennies and dimes in odd places at odd times
I need no other.
It was a bridge across the forevers of time and whatever space we souls live in when we are not
we recognize one another even when we are strangers.
You know the feeling, don’t you when you feel like you’ve known someone forever when you’ve only just met and most often we
were two ships passing in the night
we touched briefly and knew what forever was encased in long looks and conversations where each word we chewed and tasted and savored time
flew like sparrows dispersing upwards life the hourglass running out without
our knowledge until one day you were not
I just wander really. I’ve been lost since the ether swallowed you and wings drooping I’ve forgotten what flying was compass broken brokenness defined me
I spent years mending the tear in my soul until one day
love is the bridge connecting souls yours to mine never alone the deer show me you walk this earth still
silver cord you on one side I on the other touching invisibly feeling the wind and the waves of that dreamscape where you
death a middle passage from life to life
the birds know this as do the deer