Beloved

When the curtains fall and the sun is down

The moon is gone out fishing, in the silver sea

The voices and whispers have long quenched the silence’s thirst

The night is dark,

and the only rhythm is the heart beat

I see you, in the silent darkness,

at the hour when the world holds still...

and the destination walks with me,

hands in hands, through the journey

I see you, in the mirrors,

and in the words I speak and hear

In the steps I walk,

and the path,

and the pattern of the evening clouds, at the junction of night and day

that bright spot from where heavens glance,

and open up a stream of gold,
showering through the clouds,

pouring in the droplets, the petals of silver and gold 

I see you, in the tree tops

and the wings of the eagle, flying free,

far from the shackles of  reality,

soaring up above,

embracing the air beneath its wings,

coloring the sky with streaks of freedom,

where no limits, no borders can halt its flight

I see you in joy

I see you in pain

I see you, in tears streaming down my cheeks

In the ache that holds me from breathing

I see you in pieces of shattered dreams

And the fire that leaves me writhing

I see you in my heart

when it fails to beat ….

And I see you

in the strength that it takes to live again.