As I sit in the cold dampness
that is in my life,
I realize
I have lost the joy
I had in my life.
I have lost the hope
I had in tomorrow.
Gone.
I feel so completely alone.
I need my soul to kiss me again,
to touch me with tenderness
warm and wet upon my skin,
and have it whisper in my heart
the claim life has upon me.
My wider world
is so dark and weary.
It is a mystery without a clue...
My thoughts reach out with trembling fingers
into the vastness before me,
grasping at life's larger meaning.
The faces of those who wait for me
overwhelm my capacity
to give what they need
and I am lost in their pleas.
O soul,
if I could just learn
to kiss the joy,
as it flies,
as it flies.
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