Stand

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Rose petals fell before us 
Hands slid into each

Evening’s intermittent rays 
Twinkled out a desperate reach.

We took those steps together
Blessed by day and holy night

With gratitude for measured feelings;
Endless love or injured flight

Fortunate ones allowed to share 
A moment, or perhaps a pair.

And when the moment came; 
It came for you.

No worthy breath bestowed
Or made anew.

Through curtain raised 
Dawn became so still

No pulse of time to feel 
For us until:

Senses stretched to yearning
As day to night entwine

Master's hand to each entreats,
Our time, from fruit of vine.

Sweet time, forever sweet
Whose endless touch we wear, 

Breath as proof of life each soul to bear.
So Brief the hour given hearts to care.

Shapes mistaken in our form
The instruments we carry

Breath no less than sunless storm,
Teach life, to never tarry.

Mindless monks and fruitless sisters
Bargainers with tongues in blisters

Salesmen, pitchers, burdened ditchers
Promising a truth so coarse;

Cowards, 
Watching all of this, without remorse.

Stand. 
And we all stood. 

Fast, with only bad and good between,
Prayers shaped

With words we could not sell,

Looking back to where we could have been
Stepped one by one off precipice; 

And fell.

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