Blue light comes knocking on my window,
I step outside
to feel the air,
wind sends a warm embrace,
I feel soul cherished
home again,
forest comes closer in the night,
moon beckons from atop a tree,
can I reach one more branch,
one heart,
will I stay after embers go,
in love with darkness
and last amber kiss
sun sends before going
in underwater bliss?
***
I wanted to learn how to write,
put harmony in words that have a voice,
have moon looking down,
smiling for a while,
make jasmine tea,
surrender sadness
and the fright,
let velvet air linger
and touch
each corner of one soul,
each road is closed
breath still,
is there a way to take me back,
do I regret residing
in twilight?
***
Sunshine accords left mirror long ago,
a lifetime past, I was awake
with every bird song
and the daisies,
I knew the way back to my garden,
I listened to the song,
no words flowed in the air
and yet,
I wasn't lost,
and I never forgot.
***
Storms descended above my flowers,
I held each petal one last time,
in anguish
regrets spill,
moonflowers
the only friends I kept,
tears became a rainbow,
I left behind all colors,
no sadness
joy
touched heart since then
what I once lost
I will not have
or leave
again.
***
I cannot touch the amber water,
moon holds my promise
for a day,
a life,
of no sunshine
or glowing wishes,
no laughter to alight,
I belong in the darkness,
I am the guide
and guided
down under,
beyond whispers
and all hope,
I watch the moon,
I feel blue eyes,
seeing me once again,
wherever I may follow
I will find
my amber
loving dust.
***
© 2022 Amy Christie
Originally published on NewsBreak
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Amy Christie
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