I woke at dawn the other morning
the kitchen was flooded with light
I stood at the window and watched
a sequin, embellish the velvet night
There was no coffee in hand to remind me
of the distant past
when we stood conversing silently,
no questions asked
In those moments,
we owned eternity
life was larger than life itself
oh! the unbridled audacity
how young we were!
we said so much more in silence,
than words could ever say
I know now, always is but a moment
that moment, is today
When
I stood still at the window and waited
and so what if it took years and a day?
for the the wan moon to brighten
and for the supermoon to take her place.
a dawn bird
Brilliant. I love that poem.
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Thanks Tracy. Oh! now I’m teary! I think you know exactly what I mean.
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Bittersweet, and full of yearning.
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Thank Paul. Ah! yes! that word … yearning.
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