"Where are they, I only need one,
The crystalized woods were a sight to be seen
During the moonlight
Refracted of the shaded leafs, and a
thousand night rainbows bounced,
Leapt from each. Like light sewn into each branch it was
A sight to behold.
"Where are they, I can't be late the moon still shines,
This was the only time to catch one, to bestow
My need, but they were as fragile as
Fall's pilgrimage
When the woods were a dangerous place.
But worth to others the time, as the leafs passed their
Moment and fell shattering into shards upon the floor
To capture the essence that spilled upon the bladed grass
That where the splinters of leaves now fallen.
Not rigid and sharp as before but now descended
They were like silk upon the floor.
"I see you,
"At last so many falls I have waited,
"Where is my net,*
I delicately wonder, footsteps gently hide my approach,
It flies with trials of evanescent light,
Hypnotic in its short trails,
But when so many flutter before my eyes
Pictures emerge as if knowing my minds thoughts.
"It cant be they show me her,
"She is cold, so cold,
"I only need one,
"I call out regrettably,
Drop what was meant for one,
They scatter into the chandler of leaves
But there one stays I approach.
I talk softly to it out of reach.
"She entered during the falling,
"She never knew of the dangers of what descended,
"But upon skin she did graze,
"Her skin now translucent,
"The forest calls for here,
"Now the crystal makes her blood cold,
I look in silence, as it trails upon fresh breezes,
Then a few approach a crystal glistens behind each,
One lands upon my soft palm.
I feel its light penetrate warmth upon my appendages,
As I was filled with a warmth.
It turns as if to usher me too grasp upon its light,
I gently turn, as if it were paper the crystal fly
Becomes like ash tears then with trials following
It's lost fading, waning into the wind,
"I never knew,
"An existence any life lost,
"Even for a noble cause,
"I will remember this moment in word,
I ran through the forest of crystalized light,
My heart pounding against my ribs
As if to tell me to go faster,
I reach the home of a love missed.
"Darling I am home,
I call out in urgency.
"Is she still with us,
"Were my troubles in vain,
"No she waits with treads of breath left,
"The forest calls here stronger now,
I glance off the walls, steps like water splash
Upon each footstep, I reach the door
"She is their,
"She is nearly lost,
"She is my love,
I put the essence of what lived, but now in the winds.
Lips caress its warmth and it falls like a stone
In a well, I wait hesitantly on my breath,
I speak,
"Please life given restore what is nearly lost,
Please,
Please,
Ple.....
As what was translucent, pigment
Became once more. Where breath was a trail of light
Like a cold mornings breath,
Now fading into night.
She had come back to me,
I told her the moments that had secured her life,
And a single tear fell,
But not a normal one birthed from regret,
As it danced on the floor.
"What is this that descended a single tears shell,
"It is a crystal tear egg,
We walked in the day time days had pasted,
Taking this tear egg pulsing since once fell.
"Here my love where life gave you a chance of breath,
In to the flowing crystal cloth grass it was set,
As it wrapped, entangled upon it,
Then a light shone for a moment.
A tiny light floated up, and new life was birthed,
New light now graced this forest of crystal.
"Life had given us life,
"Now essence was returned,
We walked away, glancing back once,
As a shimmer of trails took in that lonely light.
**This is a story of what unfolded, what was marked
In ink to be remembered as a moment where even
The smallest gesture, can mean so much.
