Freedom From Sanity

I sit under that banyan tree The same one we met under once We were in our own world Despite the blazing guns The winds caressed your cheeks The birds sang paying homage to your beauty Your hair in which I founded my entire world Made you look so pretty Despite being a strapping lad of twenty and some I was giggly like a preteen child Even the tiny smile that crossed your lips Literally drove me wild The days I spent under that tree Oh! The poems I penned there As tribute to the love I felt I saw love everywhere The crazy part of all this Was I never missed you in your absence You were all around me, always Hey! Does any of this make any sense? I saw you everywhere I looked Your thoughts I grabbed with all my strength Then I felt my grip starting to loosen A void deep growing through my entire length I float out of my reverie With mud clutched in my fists Someone goads me to drop it on your face Pretty beneath the mist Rolling clouds of lost years, broken memories, Unconnected lines of a sang song Come together as a random novel About your life that wasn't long I step back and start to laugh Hysterical being a tad understated I dance to your release from this terrible world I dance till I fall satiated Pick me up, God, I demand After all it's you who brought me to my one good knee Pick me up to push me down again Isn't this what you want to see Fast forward a few years and I'm still here Under our banyan tree Counting grains of sand as they fell on your face As in your grave they laid thee Where's the wind that once sang songs of love And the blue skies to eternity I lost love, I lost you, but I gained Freedom from sanity