In your fond light
I could see forever.
A whisk of peace,
Frail and mighty
As lone wildflower
In rains of new sun,
The sound of your
Voice was melody,
Only I adored and so,
I listen for it in rushes
And reeds and briar
Trees where angels
Gather, always to sing,
Little wings do flutter,
Your grace held me,
In places others *****
For, of tearing shadows,
Where the lost are witness
To eyes unhinged, clean
From murky old dream
And broken promise,
Your light blinded so
My soul into vision,
There is no truer light
Ever to know once more
Like one, shimmering,
To expose and to let
Beauty paint, sublime,
Its tableaus of creation
As we are apart, done,
What light was parcel
Only yours, now past,
My eyes to break only,
Opening into darkness.