…colourless

Endlessly wandering
in the undulating drifts
of my mind
where all
the aching echoes
of the past remain
I have been searching
for faint traces
of your footprints
but the passing years
have taken them away

it seems
but an instant ago
that you lived
within my heart
but there was never
enough time
to enfold myself in you
there are no colours
rich enough
to paint you into memory

do you linger too long
upon yesterday’s
shores?
or do you simply
drift too far
to hear me calling?
some moments
fade all too soon
leaving not a trace
behind

some moments
must await their time
in the silence
of the night
they whisper
like the sand
speaks to the sea
in the sleepless waiting
and the loneliness

and with each
slapping wave
I fall colourless
into the undulating waves
becoming lost again
in the depths
of my heart
©Ann Bagnall
2012