Saturday, May 03, 2008

The Whisper

The whisper of their song, it touches softly on your shoulder
And wakens in your heart the sad refrain
That this you once held fondly in your hands,
Your arms, your soul; but now

As distant laughter sings out to your newly vacant heart
And gentle conversations echo softly b'yond your grasp,
You see the shadows of the times when thoughts
Of empty days and nights were simply dreams of fools.

How long before the light returns
To signal that the storm has passed,
That seaward vessels may now finally face the tide
To safely sail the solitary seas toward home.

LJM

Comments:
That was then, this is now. The heart isn't vacant. The storm HAS passed. The light is shining brightly now.

But oh, how beautifully written this piece is!

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