parting

i turn away

her whispered comforts
cupped within my ear
born there as waning echoes
are gone

my yearning hand
held softly to the wound

trembling in loss
within
its very egg shell life

the words to which I cling


shuddering trees watched
when we could not, certain
all tears would loose
let wash our hearts

a silence gapes
as i replay the prayer

hearing it still
i cannot live to think
that darkness wins


I wait enclosed, if need
forever
until her sun bursts on

hurled in faith
as bends the sunflower

an empty embrace
reaching at light's arc

ever facing
where she gracefully walks