you are touched by many people as you move on in life.. only some leave an imprint forever.. a look a smile a thought even.. every nuance bringing them back.. a touch that just wouldn't let go.. in our foolishness the very people we want to run away from are the ones we miss the most.. always too late we realize how good they were for us..
this personal space
these islands we make of ourselves
we might drift together meet at shores even
trying to decipher this Eden in my life
this oasis of thoughts captured for eternity
even its possibility might still be a mystery
maybe God felt I needed his touch for a while
his smile in your voice his blessings in your Being
I need to thank Him for this beautiful respite..
This acute shattering
Of a self that seems to
Splinter into numb shards
Buried deep so deep
In cocooned vacuum
That rare fleeting touch
Of oneness.. So palpable..
Like rays of sunshine dancing
Over the sea in shimmery slivers
Of aching fluid refracting self
What hurts more.. The ache
Or the limbo.. As Time jumps
Between pockets of urgency and lethargy..
Mocking the cognition of its passage
In an illusory life!
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