Monday, December 27, 2010

Wrapped in Paleness: A Conversation



I sit
conversing
with the trees and
the night frogs
for they truly
answer back.
I think
of the good
times mixed with
bad and how acceptance
has taught me that
both are what
life is.
I imagine
you and I
on clouds
floating through
stormy weather
and overcoming
every time.
I see how the
moon wraps the
sky in a color
only close to that
of paleness.
But I feel
only brightness
like your smile
in the summer
when the breeze
warms but in
a good way.
I wish
you were here
to share this
moment of pure
infinity
and being
and
I'll dream
of you tonight
as my eyes close
in restful peace.