Still Life, 1670, detail by Jean François de Le Motte
Into The Void
Gone…you were there one day,
The next, only generic ‘droid head
Like Miki uses sometimes
Just to be a social contrarian…
All you had shared, vanished…poof:
Words, images, so many months
Of you, evaporated in a click,
As if you had never been real…
But you were! You so very were…
Tucked away in my messages
You are still here…I can see you
In my mind’s eye as I read…
There are many kinds of love letters,
Those between my Heart and I
That are NOT for publication,
And those between kindred souls…
In archived notes, you my spirit sister
Still abide, invisible, present, always.
Someday new images will emerge,
New words, new hopes, new dreams.
Until that day, I keep the faith
And send prayers for peace into the void,
Trusting you to know this poem
8 comments:
I like the hope - it's a long way from the dismay of loss.
Hope is a thing with feathers...
I think it is always a good omen to keep an open door for love to come back into your life. If love is true, it always will remain in your heart. Thank you for this message of hope, Carolina. =D
a solid and well crafted poem.
So beautiful and full of passion, love, and hope. And oh so moving!
I needed a reread. So touching. I dare say I'll be back for more!
beautiful, touched me deeply.......
(♥)
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