Emptiness In Full Bloom

A cooling mist blows over the wall
and a leaf falls without a sound

a voice calls to me from deep inside
as the hours heave like waves

casting up memories
the night floods in

the darkness consumes ever deeply
but dreams won’t come

the evening air rushes past me
emptiness in full bloom

his silence is unexplained
I am alone with the moon

I turn from my mirror with a sigh
I watch my guttering candle

I stand alone for a long while
this ache of farewell

it seems the wind hungers to cross the void
it weighs heavy on me

motionless at my window
my heart is like a cold lake

and the wind demands to be listened to
it seems I have been forgotten in the midst of things

the hour grows late, and the silk curtains fall
he is all I have ever known

his steady eyes have been the pool in which I float
and he will always find me

at the edge of the night, in endless vigil
waiting with the stars

© Ann Bagnall

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