Thursday, April 14, 2011

Come Back

I can hear your invisibility in the rain
The quiet of your absence is tinkling across the meadows
Of long yesterdays and the angels that bear your weeping soul
I who loved you know only empty embraces
In these days of resolute sorrow
I cling desperately to shadows sent from moons long eclipsed
There is majesty in the waves of love that die at my feet
But you who were always have never in your heart
And the meditation that I see is lost in drowning pools of doubt 
For you are gone and I’m weak with hunger for your essence
Come back

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