A brief glimpse of self and pasts,
of hearts at peace, untouched by time;
Stand by me my youthful shadow,
with unfading recollections of hope and fear;
Whisper a dream to me,
my soulful future of gentle happiness;
Not to be forgotten; My tear of gratitude,
falls across my lifeless dried lips;
Sweet sensations ; bring me a Spirit
of warmth and pleasure and timeless waves of salvation;
Flow across my anger ; Behind you , with you , on you
I depend and hope and pray that day will come;
That we may stand , together , once and for all
Eternity will know our dream;
As we fall in perfect unison into the abyss;
hand in hand , at one , in love and whole again;
Fare thee well
x

Comments
Silver Spun Sand | December 30, 2009 - 12:41
This is beautiful and I particularly like the plural 'pasts' in the first line of the first stanza.
An uplifting poem and yet poignant, that made me think.
Tina
Firebird | January 2, 2010 - 09:40
Thanks Tina :)
Happy New Year x