I look at the sky and see you,
staring back at me.
Watery eyes and wavering mouth,
Everywhere and nowhere.
Why aren’t you who I wanted you to be?
A lazy wind makes your image dance in the fickle waters,
and I wrench my head up to the clouds,
hoping to glimpse reality.
Yet still I see the reflection,
Rosy hues rippling in the celestial ocean,
Glimmers of a time that was,
A different place,
Unreachable outside the realm of dreams.
If I could but master the waves of time,
and sail to that place I see,
wouldn’t that be something?
Perhaps the tides will soon turn,
The earth will double back upon itself?
Until then I will stand and gaze
up at that oil painting.
Pretending it is the one I once knew.
Originally published at http://plaee.wordpress.com on May 4, 2021.
Bias: can’t live with it, couldn’t survive without it.
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Houses floating on the Nile (Awammas) – Photo courtesy Hanya El-Geresy (Insta @hanyaelgeresy)
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I look upon this clearing as it is.
Through a parting in the branches above shine
Rays of hope too blinding to appreciate
And down below
A brook of astounding beauty
That exists only now
By the light of a lonely star in a vast universe
In a single moment among infinite others.
Yet I am here to experience it
And to one day die and carry its memory with me
To become part of the earth that I once gazed on,
For trees to sprout from my ashes
And wild flowers to decorate my grave
To lie still and unnoticed.
Until there comes another
Neither to know of me
Nor the wondrous scenes I once held in my heart
When they look at the world
That the fading of my beauty created
I will become a part of theirs.
Searching for meaning in a vast ocean of information, sometimes riding the waves.