Sunday, 5 January 2014

INTERVAL

INTERVAL

Maureen Clifford   © The Scribbly Bark Poet


Wait for me as daytime fades

‘til I am only seen in ink black night
 
which reaches endlessly across hills and valleys 


over the oceans and  rivers

 
and to the crests of the tallest mountains. 




Wait for me as day

 reaches for the stars and moon 


to grace its velvet robes with ephemeral light

 
adding beauty of gold and crystals 


to its ink black vestments.




Wait for me until eternity

joins our souls again in matchless perfection

and love – attuned to each others being -

at peace with each other’s aura .

Wait for me.


Please just wait for me.
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