Will You Still Remember Me????

Though our days are no more and our dreams collate into the burnt images of time.

Will you still remember me when I at last arrive on the other side?

I sat alone last evening in the queer silence of this abstract world.

I was positioned between you and the lady clinging to the cross watching the night unfurl.

I watched as the shades of twilight surrendered to the pale lavender of an Eastern sky.

And for a brief moment I thought I saw the full moon softly cry.

I shivered as white beams of silvery tears fell upon my shoulders,

And it was then that I thought I heard the landscape around me secretly sigh.

So…will you remember me when I step from this surreal world into thine?

I will remember you…

J. Allen Wilson © 2/9/2009