The Me of You
Dreams awaken beneath closed eyelids
all the things I wish to tell you that may never be uttered
but just as roads present destinations defined
even as swollen waterways erode the shoulders of once reserved respite
so too are distant horizons but invitation to the unknown revealed
As airwaves bend to obstacles present
and infinite towers of amorphous antennae rise to connect all that is
the unsealed letters speak softly
like winds gently folding time's memories
through shifting ebbs of timelessness
Learning life's reality
sometimes comes just as unexpectedly as
the rainbow of pain's repose
offering lessons as memento
of now
once yesterday
delivered tomorrow
In my slumber, time asks I never cease sending
the echoed ripples of my trust
to wait patiently as dunes beneath the beat of your heart
knowing that one day the storms of your hearing
will awaken the sound of our forever
beckoning we reposition yesterday's compass for tomorrow's destinations
Space knows only the boundaries of our thought
and like a pink moon rising
loving thoughts are forever present within
the me of you
Ron
Woven together like a master again.
Budd