Behind his back, soft and sweet, whispering his name
A voice spoke to him - just as it had - in a life before
With lightest touch - to calm his soul - yet set his heart aflame
Upon his shoulder - a hand paused - freeing his spirit to soar
Bright light of mountain height
Sound's profoundly fecund depth
Stirring evanescent - air
Breathing - a lesson - lifetimes come and lifetimes go - only parts of which we share
Turning, looking, seeking, hoping, ... only no one - was there
Sharing, feeling, loving, caring… only - no one - would be
His breath had gone - and not returned - with a sound he could not bear
His life had stopped - and not come back - with a face he could not see
Bright - light of mountain height
Sounds profound - with fecund depth
Stirring - evanescent air
Breathing - a lesson - lifetimes come and lifetimes go - only parts of which we share
He learned his love, seeing truth and beauty, suffering an unsaid prayer
Within and without, by the awakening tree, bloomed a pure white flower
He found his love - still - in the depths of his heart, forever may he be aware
Within and without, by symbol and sign, may he live by that sacred power
Bright light of mountain height
Sounds profound and fecund depth
Stirring evanescent air
Breathing a lesson - lifetimes come and lifetimes go - only parts of which we share
I love learning new words and also sharing them. "Paracusia" means a phantom sound, an "auditory hallucination" - although that combination of words may not make much sense