Last Seen

I search for her, though she keeps herself away,

Her strength the shield that hides where she has been.

I wait for the moment she can be seen one day.

Today turns into yesterday’s slow decay,

A date becomes a week, a month, then something thin.

I search for her, though she keeps herself away.

Has she slipped into some crack where shadows stay?

Why won’t she answer, speak, or let me in?

I wait for the moment she can be seen one day.

She loves me still, but distance is her way

To guard us both from storms that once had been.

I search for her, though she keeps herself away.

Still I love her, so I look for signs each day,

In case her world collapses and she seeks me then.

I wait for the moment she can be seen one day.

She grows, she heals, her purpose finds its sway.

Will she return unchanged, loving as she had been?

I search for her, though she keeps herself away.

I wait for the moment she can be seen one day.