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2002-01-17 - 6:52 p.m.
on the day,
you went away,
all the tiny daffodils
hung themselves
in the lavender strewn
field,
where
we used to ~lay~
Their delicate shattered faces
an upside down bell
gone to silent places
and tolling, with
heartbroken sadness
for all the ways,
that we will never
again
play~
*
and the petals
fell weeping
carpeting the windowsill
outiside my room
all yellow
filled gloom
as I,
lay sleeping
the old oak tree
curved protectively
next to the willow tree,
weeping.
*
Summer blazed
baking everything dry
and, yet, still I remained
shattered and sleeping
along came the crisp breeze of fall,
to scatter
and claim,
the seeds, all
snug
beneath
mahogany gilded, bronze trees.
Autumnal splendour,
seeping
and deepening
the painted fall leaves
and me,
silent , heartbroken
and sleeping~
Then one day the wind lashed icy
heavy snow fell,
sweeping white, the short days
and nights, much too long,
( without you)
*
and There,
in the frosted field ,
where
the tiny daffodils
lay wide
tucked inside their narrow
ice covered graves
ever so softly sleeping
*
And then, one day
Spring
came creeping along,
harkening the
fire ringed dawn
with a ~beautiful~
red throated
nightengale's song
Suddenly,
I AWOKE,
and peering out the
paint chipped windowsill
past the flitting
cardinals nesting
beyond the faithful
oak tree resting
there, in the wildflower meadow,
where we used to lay
was a bloom of a 1,000
newborn daffodils
as if to say,
shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
everything is, as it is,
and everything *will* be okay.
everything thought gone,
comes back to you, anew,
in life,
however you find
your way home,
may indeed be a mystery,
for as we all are aware,
it's not about
the destination,
but rather,
the journey.
~faretheewellsweetfriendfaretheewell~
old starlight - new starbright
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