Moments
Moments
Are like
Windows
Into
Another
World
You just
Have to
Hold them
Long enough
To see it.
Home
The only
Place
You never
Really
Leave
Behind.
You
Can
Leave
But
You can never
Outwit
The way
Home
Wrapped
itself
Around
You
I still
Miss you
In the
Liminal
Spaces
Between
Morning &
Night
Summer &
Fall
Sunset
&
Night
Fall
I
Wonder
If you
Feel
It
Too?
Can
You
Hear
Me
Grieving
You?
You
Raging storm
And wild sea
Are not
The end
Of
Me
You are
Simply
Intermission
I will
watch
your
sediment
settle
And
Rise.
Your
Ambience
Muted
Your
Coldness
Settles
Deep
Into my
Bones
Nights
Grow
Long
And yet
Somehow
I feel
Comforted
To
Fold
Into
your
Embrace
Cherishing
This season
Of hiddenness
While
Stowing
Hope
For
What
Is to come
I still
Remember
You
With
Fondness
With
Kindness
With
Warmth
And
A quiet
Hope
For
Something
New.