It was never meant to last,
this sadness, vast as a murky sea.
Over the horizon, magic swells again,
a welcome friend, beckoning into
a future filled with light and liberty
where shadows cease and falsehoods die –
like smoke dissolving in the gentle air.
Heaven is the thread that joins heart to art
while the windows of living sing sweetly
of tales bold, still to be told
of love and loss and the dove above.
And how bright it shines, star
of untramelled hope. Hold on to it
through the restless nights of doubt,
watch the pebbles skim the lake’s skin
take joy in words pulsing with life
and let the heart be swayed
once more, alert to the weight
of everything, scaling the tender heights.
(from Seizing The Thread)
Alexis
Love Life 