Disappearing act

1 December 2015

 

 

 

The wise ones once said

There was too much of a Love

Share it with the All

 

With Summer’s waning

I gifted you to the sea

Its frothing horses

 

Ebb and flow tireless

Played with your dazzling body

A game of waters

 

Above Autumn’s light

I gifted you to the hills

Their curving silence

 

The shrubs and the trees

Twined with the hairs on your head

Weaving dark stories

 

Below Winter’s cold

I gifted you to mountains

Their chilly snow peaks

 

Rocks and crevasses

Sprinkled with your throbbing skin

Uneven castles

 

Beside Spring’s blossoms

I gifted you to deserts

Their whispering sands

 

Yellow sands’ showers

Cloaked your soul in Time’s essence

Smothering stillness

 

When there was no more

The seas, hills, mountains, deserts

Took silent your place

 

Wise ones gazed at me

Amplified and distended

Disappearing act

 

 

 

Skye – Clock to Stop