18 March 2017

Discovery

for all our loves, lost too soon
by Stephanie F. Earls

you(2)
shone in the quiet, 
dark days 
a solstice storm
on the way in
and on the way out
union and void
invisible evidence
in your wake

binary stars 
(y)our vesicas
a paradox of infinity 
too far to touch
yet warm in heart

death and life hold hands
longing is (l)onl(e)y
quenched with hope

so you are written
while slipping or setting (i’m not sure which)
into distant sky
eyes and heart too spellbound
to write you sooner
in the midst of
fire and light
storm and sea
clarity and confusion

truth
once seen by naked eye
now a pulse of memory and potential
part of
every sun, every moon

i knew the last (first) time i saw you 
would be the last time i saw you

i knew i would miss you 
even before you knew you were gone

**
oh starlights, how to deliver
tender vulnerability?
how to keep it protected
as it births?