I carried her

I carried her

The gravel

Wet
A slippery threat

Beneath my weight

The snow

Had bedded some crevices
I fell twice

                                Nearly sliced

                                                Both our heads
                                                On these icy rocks

I carried her

To the Ocean where You and I met

Through sand that was warm at first
                                                Then bitter
                                                Cold
                                                As it set
                                                                A frozen chill
                                                                The silent treatment
                                                Held in place by intent

A light sheet

In my arms
Not a burden, nor a plight
                                                Truth be known

What can it hurt now?

I’ve thought of You  

From the beginning

                                                Each night
                                                
It’s done me no good

For all I’ve understood

Kindness
Openness
                                                Have earned me
                                                Loneliness

For those who take

Will take
No, not for the reasons I lend
                                                And those who open
                                                Do so
                                                To satisfy their end

The night cannot cloak the sun

Nor the day conceal the moon

Each moment I go on

I do so

Without You

I carried You to the Ocean

                                And threw You in

 
With quiet contemplation of the past, we begin anew.  A Sacred flame will ignite us from within; our Path will be Bright along our way.  Happy New Year, my Heartists, my Warriors of Love, may it be the best yet.

Faithful

 

I remain

Lesley

Hallelujah Heartist