Samia - resurgence

The much awaited visit

I walk with my love,

He shows me the World

as he sees.

Our steps make a rhythm

my heart cannot keep.

I stand atop the end

breath

held

(as if

let out

would destroy

this ancient array

and transport me

back to the ugly


away)

He sits then,

upright

like someone

returns

to the place

where one fits;

befittingly.

(and he does)


They rise

in a magic spiral,

the breeze so full-

an occasional flap

is enough to signal,

the wind gods breathe.



However,


Steep is the

fall below,

creatures graze far







underneath

mysteriously

aware of us

freeze;

then circle

endearingly.


Cicadas become the morning,

the dawn air so green


I marvel at the height

of these moss covered leaves:

they remind me of something

I would like to be.

I meet them

warmth

I feel

Already

something

has begun to heal



That something-

even to me,

I did not reveal.

I’ve known you,

like the people

one hopes to meet.

You think like the ones

whose lives

one would like

to lead.

Whose thoughts

you’d like to

breathe.

hold





With my palette,

I tread through heaven

as clouds reveal the way.

I’d never go back-

if I had my way.


I’m home again,

and this perfect one

too, is-

high in the misty green.