…to take me away

The woods of my heart are both bright and dark
here the winds bring both ice and fire
the sun rises and the sun sets
and I think of all that is lost and all that is forgotten
long ago our hearts would beat as one
but our time has now passed
the woods overgrown, neglected, unrecoverable
but the memories still haunt me, just ghosts of the past
in this empty place I cannot escape the echoes of us
I will the winds to take me away
but they pass me by again
perhaps another day
©Ann Bagnall