The sunset is over there, beyond the ridge,
Beyond the watershed that separates
My present from my past.

So many evenings I spent watching the day
Yielding so beautifully to the night,
Wishing I was living another life, wishing
I could be another me.

No one ever seemed to see what I saw.
There was no one I could share it with.
I was always alone. It was like
The world had seen my loneliness, and
Let me into a secret.

Back then, it was exactly what
I needed: a means of getting away,
Of being in control; a way to fill
My senses with much needed beauty.

Perhaps I need something like that now.
Some spiritual glue to run between
The fragments of my battered soul;
A vibrant, living world to make me
Come alive again and be
A part of the world.

My soul has hibernated, almost
Without me realising, but now it is
Reawakening: the words are slowly
Trickling back, and my eyes are
Beginning to reopen.

01/31/2015

Posted on 02/26/2015
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