Tuesday, July 31, 2012

ETCHED


The sand on my feet

Reminds me I was with you

Just a short time ago,

So close that you touched me

And still my heart recalls

The way you felt,

The tears I cried at the knowledge of you

And how little I grasp.

 
The nature before me

Displayed your patient love,
Slow and careful the sun

Rose over glistening sea,

Awakening life’s dance

And me in its current

Unable to move,

Held fast by revelation.


The memory will fade

Though I etch it upon

The mind at that moment clear,

Exposed by the light

And found wanting,

Yet wholly free of fear,

The chains of the day broken

And I, your willing captive.