…finally reveals my path

Patterns on the shore
like a river running through my heart
the trees sigh and sing in the wind
the endless pain of parting
I feel out of place, stationary
and somehow left behind
as the shadows of night are drowning me
my naked soul finds itself in the darkness
I feel as if I am lost, like an ancient ship at sea
turning and returning on the aching swell of the tide
the salty waves gently caress the shore
receding through the shrouded secrecy of night
your face still haunts my dreams
like a flower, slow to fade and lingering
and the last leaves in the autumnal gossamer
are fading under a pale, misty moon
slowly melting gently into the night
too softly for anyone to hear
you are like the whispers on the wind
always there in the subtle song of rain
with the rising of the sun
and here in the silent moonlit night
heaven woven in softest blue
a shade just less than love
yet more than oceans
and love comes calling softly
from beyond the mists
it falls over me in gentle cascades
and then the pull of the moon
and eternity, finally reveals my path
and my winged heart takes flight
like a butterfly escaping into the night
© Ann Bagnall