I have ceased staring at the allure
of moon and stars,
long past laying my head at loves feet.
I can pen no words, or expressive
musings; the rose within my soul,
withered...sullen thorns remain.
I am a strayed embodiment of Him
and my mortal confines, chases His shine.
have searched every smile and veritable
tears in unknown faces; lingered to inhale
the fragrant breaths of both young and
old. I dared graze
the pulse of undaunted hearts
hoping to catch His presence...
quick to sidestep those
garbed in wintry stone.
I heard him clearly in a
child's laughter; inviting
and engaging …but the
message was not
have looked within natures
subtle passages; as I arise
before the sun each
day. Still I am
that even His shadow
the vigor in my walk has
dissolved into a drunkards
Yesterday, I closed
eyes and heart;
an apparition watching
my funeral's passing.
Suddenly, He was beside me
alas, in life...I failed to turn
my head and see him.
Copyright © T.Nicole Williams