…of emptiness

Between the here and there
between the now and then
there was a time when love was free of care
but in the in between, my rivers ran deep
my stony heart had much to tell
of a sorrow that never left
and how I waited with endless longing
for the one who could not return
the wind’s songs lazily drifted
through the whispering willows
moonlight softly flowing
as the ripples of time caressed my soul
and from the other side
I often heard your distant voice
calling to me soft and low
whispering our secrets from a distant place
those memories, so poignant
the heavy weight of emptiness
weighed upon my soul
in my loneliness my tears fell. into the river dark
but deep in my heart, I knew
they could never reach your distant shores
forever destined to remain apart
© Ann Bagnall