as twilight begins
and darkness descends
light pours into small spaces
and I am tossed out into the violet night
half remembering now the questions I asked:
what’s it like in that other realm?
and
will I be alone?
answers drift in from faraway places
and hang like forbidden fruit
words and images impossible to translate
relief comes as the first blush of morning arrives
wind strokes my hair
I turn back to what is familiar
and the simple language
for things: table, chair, cup, spoon, plate
now in the pulse of a quiet sleep
I dream that I have abandoned the questions
and am wrapped in the arms of the answer:
I am not alone.
©heartsdeesire
i enjoy your creativity
thank you so much!
That was such a beautiful image!
thank you, I really do appreciate your comments.
Thank you for this. Although it was posted last year I just found it and it is exactly how I am feeling right now in my life.
thank you, too “quietly now” … I wrote that piece after I’d gone in and through something particularly challenging for me.