Take me on that tempest’s night,
when flowers fold beneath torrents,
to the secret place where you hide,
unfilled lonely spaces in your heart.
And softly i will come near,
gently touch you enclose you,
melt into you like rays from a fire
on a sharp winter night.
Then you will find me deep within,
a tempered white river flowing dreams.
Love’s unrepressed residual
removed from silence from Time.
Then you will know what i am
always. i am your lived days,
your precious laughter and tears,
and their net worth their everything.
i have come into the placid pool
reflecting your grace a gentle smile.
Epiphanies like stars in your eyes,
chart the blessed course of my life.
*Photo credit to Diddý from the awesome and mystical land of Iceland
