He stood there on the island that was my heart
The place that no one visited or occupied
Surrounded by the dreams we'd shared,
The love we'd floated on like so many clouds,
The heaven we had found in the midst of hell.
I saw him, but just for a moment
His face shining in the mirror of moonlight
With a smile on the face that had always been smile-less
Until his eyes caught mine in the crowds of this life
And lit up like the summer sun after a rain.
He stood there on the island in the midst of the ocean
That had formed from the continual falling of tears
He looked momentarily lost, forlorn and bewildered
And my empty arms longed to hold him,
And never deem to let go.
But I dared not reach those arms to that form
For I knew it was a shadow and not the man
Knew it would dissolve into vapor and mist
Like the love we'd shared as we'd danced in the rain,
Lain on the grass and trembled with awe.
How we had loved in those purple hued nights!
Those rose tinted days when the world lay at our feet
And birds sang the melodies pouring out of our hearts
Like they were their songs, their wordless concertos
Gifted to us in the tasting of bliss.
How we had grieved when the gold of the day
Ebbed to the permanence of a blue black midnight
And all of the wonder of the world turned to woe
As the love passed like clouds in a violent wind
That came out of nowhere and left as it came.
Breathless, I stood alone in the circling crowd
Rushing and reaching but touching me not
They stared at me warily, recognizing heart break
Some with compassion, some with disdain
And all of the sunshine turned into rain.
Retreating, I ran and ran in the torrents,
Not knowing the reasons, I could not comprehend
Flame became ice sculptures carved by love's knife,
Melting with my tears until they formed the sea
And my heart became the island where no footprint had been.
And alone, I existed in a comfort-less fashion
Not daring to love, not caring to live
Life passed me by as I faded to shadow,
Picking up sea shells
In the shape of my soul.
I never saw him, I received no word
No message came for me, no letter was sent
Days turned to weeks,
Weeks passing to months
And the only voice that I heard was the voice of my want.
And then one night he appeared in the ethereal moonlight
Hallucination or vision, apparition or dream
I could not quite determine,
I could not quite surmise
But my love stood there smiling with love in his eyes
My island illumined by the love in his eyes............
©by Voo Shining Stone
12/10/2020
2:15 a.m.
