You and I
A collection of possibilities
Missed opportunities
Layered over time
An inkling of a beauty
Unrealized
Untested
Unknowable
Yet between us
Always
Undeniable light
Exquisitely tragic love
Yet between us
Always
Undeniable light
Exquisitely tragic love
I find a beauty here
More remarkable
Than fading orbs
Or heated tones
Here in my solitude
Borne of a love
For icy blues
The Earth’s gentle sigh
As it closes its eyes
For the brief oblivion of slumber
Gulls on wing
Horizon bound
Their cries
An ever-fading skree
Which mocks the beauty
Of their flight
And here am I
On blackened shore
Which rose from magma’s
Golden glow
Now in reverse
The waning sky
Will soon enough
Become the night
How disturbingly dark and broken
Some of these worlds are
How maliciously cruel
And though I know such worlds exist
In their hearts and in their deeds
I know I have never set foot in such a world
In the absence
Recollections induce the bittersweet
With time, perhaps, becoming less bitter than sweet
Losses lightened
By the moments, words and images
We’ve captured
The joys once lived
Remain in our memories
And in our hearts
In the empty spaces
Something new, perhaps
Something new to love
The good days
The bad days
The days that broke me
The days that healed me
The days I shone
The days I withdrew into shadow
These were the days which made me
These were the days of reckoning
These were the days which guide me
I carry them all
In my burgeoning knapsack
A dull weight
On my shoulders
Then one day
I realize
I carry a burden
Impeding my progress
So I stop at the side of the trail
Open my knapsack
Look inside
All these days!
All these dark days!
Why do I carry them?
I take out the bad days
Leave them beside the trail
Take out the broken days
Leave them beside the trail
Take out the days of shadow
Leave them beside the trail
The knapsack feels lighter
I walk easier
Manage even a skip in my step
So I seek the beauty
In every moment