No shadows in loves calm
Why after all of my mistake ridden years
Have I been granted the eyes of truth?
I see beauty in so many different ways
Than I ever did before, my song sounds
Sweeter than it ever did, and the echoes
Of my incoming evening tide, though near
Are far away on a horizon of waiting dreams,
And my soul feels as light as the rising dawn.
Why did those passing whispers of forever
Decide to nest in the furthermost corners
Of my grieving heart, and what gave their
Salve such a sweetly healing holy touch,
That lit me up like a smile on a rainy day?
And why are my footprints still in the sand
So far away from yesterday? I feel as if
I am still walking with you like I always did.
What makes a sunset turn into a psalm, and
Why do rainbows comfort my eyes, like one
Day when I was young, I saw the sun down
A wishing well, and when I got home, I looked
In the mirror, and a rainbow was etched across
My face, and its colours were so gentle a reminder
Not to let my heart grow drab and grey again, yet
Rainbows never can be born without a touch of rain…
Copyright © Keith Robson | Year Posted 2014