You have gone
Withdrawn your presence -
I have cried alone
In the fields of a dome
For days, weeks, months -
I have walked so long
Staring up at your throne
Feeling so small -
Your violets, a violent thorn
Overpowering my sky
Imposing pain
In the ability of my eye
In awe I gazed up bereft
Decomposed I laid down -
Pieces fell from right to left
I wore hatred of myself as a gown
My words hurt my comfort
With which love is born
So –
I release the effort
and move on
When I stepped in
To end the pain
My presence called the rain
It washed and cleaned the dryness
It soothed the edges
Released the harness
Polished the past
I felt it moving again within me
Pushing and throbbing -
The love was winning
You left but are here
In the silence that I carry
Alone I can hear
Your heart is inside
Has never stopped
To linger and abide
Different strange shape
Unlike what I have known
I welcome the change -
And carry on
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC
You have gone
Withdrawn your presence -
I have cried alone
In the fields of a dome
For days, weeks, months -
I have walked so long
Staring up at your throne
Feeling so small -
Your violets, a violent thorn
Overpowering my sky
Imposing pain
In the ability of my eye
In awe I gazed up bereft
Decomposed I laid down -
Pieces fell from right to left
I wore hatred of myself as a gown
My words hurt my comfort
With which love is born
So –
I release the effort
and move on
When I stepped in
To end the pain
My presence called the rain
It washed and cleaned the dryness
It soothed the edges
Released the harness
Polished the past
I felt it moving again within me
Pushing and throbbing -
The love was winning
You left but are here
In the silence that I carry
Alone I can hear
Your heart is inside
Has never stopped
To linger and abide
Different strange shape
Unlike what I have known
I welcome the change -
And carry on