My Darling Judith

My fingers brush aside the Sandman’s sleep as I awaken on this April dewy-morn, to find myself engulfed in an awe-inspiring ray-of-light…a comforting light, that appears to radiate not from the rising sun, but from within thee my love; it truly is a most spectacular vision to behold. In my grieving mind and cobwebbed delusional being, I see you laying here beside me. My eyes interrogate your spectral beauty, as I gaze into your delicately mastered, smiling face. I am tempted to murmur my feelings, but meager words seem so imprecise and escape in a blank-ness that darkens the path as to what such words I can say. In all of those other mournful moments of time, that I wanted to say what you were to me, and what you meant to me, became just jumbled words that stumbled off my tongue. I don’t know how much time we really have together in this, now, our own sanctum-of-closeness. I only know that for the present, we…us, shall prevail as one on this earthly sphere of illusional dreams, and I can only hope and pray that in a future moment, we will find ourselves together once again, in a more beautiful and wondrously serene place of peace. Therefore, I shall try, as try I might, to speak my tranquil thoughts that I have of you, perhaps in quiet church whispers…perhaps. So on this twenty-eighth day of a year past by, and with my tenacious cowardly-lions’ courage mustered with memories of you provoked in my thought, I now profess to you my undying sentiment. I say this quite easily now, with just this simple phrase that flows from my hallowed mind, as smoothly as a spring-thawed brook that ripples from the deepest reaches of my heart: “My Darling Judith, I Love you…I truly Love you!”