The Visitor by Janet Mayled
The Visitor
The
light appears to crest in waves
You
dance in my dreams
Bringing
with you the ghosts of a million years past
They
blow away like smoke on a breeze
But
you remain
Ethereal
like morning mist
Glorious,
gossamer shade
Yet
more real than all the seemingly essential trappings
Which
we greedy humans think we cannot do without
Your
unearthly beauty holds fast
You
strengthen and destroy my heart
Shatter
everything I previously held to be true
The
mournful ghosts of the past dance behind you
Reflections
on a window
You
wave your hand and they vanish
I
wish with all my heart and soul
That
I could hold you in my hand
That
I could put the broken pieces of you back together
My
darling dichotomy
Powerful,
broken, beautiful you
You
are everything that dreams are made of
Sweet
ecstasy, beautiful nightmare
Builder
and destroyer of worlds
Unicorn
in the glass menagerie
I
hold the pieces of you in my hands
My
tears fall like rain on the ground
New
year, new day, new loss
Rough
winds destroy the darling buds of May
Like
the petals of a flower torn apart in a hurricane
The
ashes of the lost ones blow away
Theme prompt: Reflections on a window
The light appears to crest in waves – Radiance by Wally Swist
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