4/13/2016
7:15 AM

when leaves don the color
of twilight descent
when night pulls away
from the dawn
when tears all have dried
will you remember me then
as a time
saved for living
divine

will the birds
sing a chorus –
songs known by heart
to fill up the trees
– as breath
with the breeze

that blows through
your hair
unsettling loves
you’ve forgotten
to remember
somehow

will you wake
with a start –
with a longing for home
miles from the place
was forever begun
might I find you again
by another
someday
a light spilling warm
to my face

elusive as memory
at the edge of a dream
where last I was held
in your arms
untouched by tomorrow
a moment of grace
lingers now
on beginning –
my sorrows
erased

. . .