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The Night is Not Forever  Today I found myself thinking of you after a long, long time. My dreams have been restless and strange for the last few days and I have been very sick with Covid. Still, there must be a reason you came to mind even though my life has moved forward since those days when we were friends. Even though it isn’t your birthday and even though I’m clearly delirious - I thought I would post this again to mark the moment. You still mean something to me. I’ve always wondered … what do you say to someone when you’ve already said it all? When the silence between you becomes so loud it’s almost deafening? When you want to hold on but it’s clear they’ve already let go - and the distance between you becomes too much to bear? It’s been so long since you touched my life that an emptiness now takes the place of your smile. Details begin to fade, emotions become dull as my heart tries to forget. That last divine spark of inspiration glows and I salvage one final creation from what used to be a never ending fountain of words. A poem that will stand as my gift to you on this very special day .. your Birthday. I’ll ring the bell and slip the paper under the door, praying that you might still be home - even at this late hour. And if you are, I hope that you will see these words lying there on your doorstep. Soft whispers in the growing silence .. tied up in ribbons of blue. Memories woven with strands of gold, tied up in the essence of blue You take me to places most never find, where time simply ceases to be A wish and a prayer and I’m almost right there, on the shores of the Arabian Sea And the soft breezes blow as my heart calls your name, my soul lying bare at your feet And I sing you a song of surrender and hope, knowing soon in my dreams we will meet Over distance and time I have searched for the one, someone so perfect and true Never knowing sweet words could seduce me until, I found myself falling for you But now the sun sets on the times that we shared and I try to hold on but it seems I turn to find you have already gone, fading like mist in my dreams But still the sun shines on the rainbow path, that’s where you take me to Memories woven with strands of gold, tied up in the essence of you. Isabella |
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