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  • Amy Christie

    Door open to new wind

    2024-08-01

    A way to see once more

    what felt hidden,

    forgotten,

    dust gathered in the corners,

    a leaf grew thin

    one wish hiding

    inside moonlight,

    still hopeful

    loving hand

    will unleash new joy,

    gather loss

    and happy laughter

    into a world

    of ever-lasting grays

    and no more lies.


    Hunting for that one truth

    that heart could dwell in

    for lifetimes

    left you alone,

    in sea of torment,

    you tried to let thoughts flow,

    you left in waterfall

    the sun you held inside,

    your love was turned

    to new horizons,

    and yet,

    you felt

    only the darkness

    outside this door

    desert or ocean,

    no answer to your soul,

    no whisper

    to give loving breath,

    sighs underwater,

    and a cloud,

    darker with every song untold,

    thunder blooming unrest.


    You wanted,

    let go,

    craved the loss,

    unending happy ever after

    became your fear

    and the end,

    you never dared to touch,

    in waking

    or in dreams.


    Breathe deep night air,

    moon dim

    and shadowed,

    your friends forgotten

    in revenge,

    all cries, memories long ago,

    you don't remember

    what it felt like,

    to love and be loved back,

    to hug

    in pure joy,

    no fear to surrender

    that moment

    that unites

    each kindred heart

    in fateful dance,

    in destiny

    arrived

    once more.


    A birthday cake left to the spiders,

    cobwebs on laughter

    and the tears,

    no one tasted your song,

    the words

    fell into dark abyss,

    never to fly

    again.


    Back into sadness

    and this longing

    that keeps smile frozen

    in remembrance,

    you cannot tell what it means

    to be still

    alive,

    beloved,

    held in warm hugs,

    adored,

    it rains inside your heart,

    each fiery touch coming closer

    to soul room

    and a pyre,

    you add all that was you,

    let go,

    and dive

    into forever darkness

    of heart

    and soul,

    never at peace

    grace torn

    from loving skies.


    © 2022 Amy Christie


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