October's Gone (A Poem)

The winter breeze 

has seized the morning sunbeams 

and my skin,

The leaves descend from trees 

and brittle branches start to thin

A flock of birds have disappeared 

beyond the sea and skies 

while snowflakes fall and bring the world 

to rest before my eyes 

The earthen colors fade to grey

and now October's gone

The land is dim, the air is cold

The night is very long ...

I move a little closer to the 

window by the bed

I linger in a daydream 

and remember what you said:

"I may not be there when 

it comes--- the hour we've spoken of 

But keep this fire in my words 

The fires of my Love...

For even in your Darkest Night 

A glimmer you will see

'Twas in You where I saw the Light 

I longed to spark in me."

11:44 PM

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