Friday, April 10, 2015

Dear Everything

Sweet and tragic respite
My demise and irreverent fall
Weary traveller, hopeful light
Shine bright, consume all.

I am your measured breath
Light and shallow, sharp and sweet
There ever for all the pieces set
As I watch you twirl, delicate, petite.

All I am, is the wailing wind
I disappear at your touch,
I destroy by your word

All I am is the storm and rain
Shouting thunder
Whirling pain

I am her sweet respite,
She is my tragic fall.
I am the fading light,
She is my end, she is my all.