In her eyes
I saw the words she would speak
in her shadow, her presence
the words would make me weep

… it is a dream of proportions
of meanings yet known
trying to wake to the daylight
as if trying to be reborn

we can only be the always
the ever growing and aware
as we try to speak the vision
cold and sadly, we don’t dare

In her eyes
I saw the words she would speak
in her shadow, her presence
all words to make me weepSee More