Your eyes closed in sleep eternal, a once beating heart still.
Enduring each day’s morn, I shall suffer all my days until
I draw in my last breath and reunite with you in the stars,
to bathe in your caress once more, draped in silvery twill.
Oh, divine moon shall direct my steps on the trodden path
of heartache and spare me another lashing by death’s wrath
in the loneliest dark of night. As restless sleep comes, I dream
of heavenly breezes and the finality of time’s aftermath.
Without your presence, each heavy-laden day brings moments
of despair and flashes of blissful memories. Tearful laments
rise to Heaven and flood the ears of paradise in joyous
praise. The angels’ rejoice for you sparking my selfish torment.
Eternal breath, I beg for your welcomed visit. The hardened
earth no longer spins and cannot absorb my tears. Please, pardon
me, oh Lord. Release me from sorrow’s shackles. How I long
for the freedom to once again dance in true love’s garden.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, 11/10/13
for Gail Angel Doyle's Eternal Breath Contest