Adrift On The Wind
I am accustomed to your face
It sustains me
Your absence
Puts an edge on my existence
I feel the loss of you
As if it is forever
Just a momentary parting
Can stretch an instant
For hours
The first sight after separation
As if new again
I see you
In the light of fresh discovery
With the rush of precious memory
I feel the lack of you
Like injury
And your return
Without knowledge
Like a movement within
Heart lifting
I know your hands
They raise me up
The tracing of your fingertips
Against mine
I see your face
Breathtaking
Like the first glimpse
Of the widest ocean
The misty mountains
The deepest gorge
I know your voice
Without the sight of you
From a distance
As the church bells
The distant reminder of worship
Pealing louder
A song on the breeze
The melody of my heart
Lifts me up
Adrift on the wind
© Ann Bagnall 2014.
Beautifully composed…
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