Sunday 29 January 2017

MISTS OF HEAVEN



I sat there
still
unmoving
watching the day
turn to night
Watching the water
flow
ceaselessly
under the bridges
out of sight
Watching the sand
slip
my grasp
into the fog
without a fight

I didn't feel you
but you came
tenderly
like the caress
of the breeze
soothing my plight
Taking my pain
my hurt
my tears
holding me up
till
all is right
And I sat there
not knowing
when
a vagrant smile
stealthily
touched my lips
I sat there
till
unnoticed
the dark
once again
had turned to light

MS




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