…I will still hear your voice

In all my lives you have been with me, whether day or night
I remember, my heart tells me so
down here where it whispers
you hide in the depths of my soul
butterflies of memories
in every moment and in every sigh of silence
there is an almost indiscernible trace
beckoning beyond the here and now
just past the limits of my sight
the ease of familiarity the gentle words that last
ten-thousand echoes ringing
until once again we will meet in seclusion
far beyond the boundaries of time
beyond dreams I walk with you again in the quiet hours
far from the pain and the loss
again we are one heart, one soul
no oceans crash between us
the clouds have floated away
then I awaken, and already I miss you
but if the wind speaks
I will still hear your voice
in the drifts of time
© Ann Bagnall
2014