Restless Under the Moon
The night is liquid
It owns me
Flows through me
Drips unceasingly
From the empty sky
This empty space
Where my heart melts
Where the waters run
Where your face reflects
Wandering
In this boundless sky
The seas of memory
Are restless
Under the moon
Like rivers
Flowing to the sea
From the gardens of heaven
Flying away
From the dark night
And the emptiness opens up
Between darkness and light
And heaven and earth
Through the windows of night
Creeps the sunlight
Birds cry in the wind
Flying across
The lavender field of morning
In the fading silence
I hear footsteps fall
In my heart alone
I dream of a smile
Perhaps a kiss
For all that was left
Unsaid or undone
Two butterflies rest
Under a blossoming tree
Under falling petals
And rain soaked skies
In my aching soul
Their beating wings
Echo on the breeze
Like the sighing
Of numberless blades of grass
In this brief moment
In this instant of longing
It is as if my love
Is a bird in the evening sky
In each breath of night
The clouds and mist swirl
With the twilight shadows
In my heart
And in the dark currents
Of endless night
All gates to my heart
Are open
© Ann Bagnall 2014.
stunning poetry Ann, the flow and imagery is divine
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Thank you Antony, you are very kind as always – my apologies for taking so long to get back to you 🙂
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