Prayer of autumn
Like an autumn tree
Clinging desperately
To its last golden leaf
I tried to hold you,
My love
From the wind of time
I grasped you to my heart
I gazed at you
With the craving eyes of my soul
Begging you to stay
Telling you
My garden was your home.
I ripped the veils from my heart
I allowed the burqa of my soul
To slip to the ground
And I shivered as I revealed
The nakedness of my love
For you
I laid my heart
At your feet
I raised my eyes
From the ground
But I was too late
The winter wind had stolen
The last leaf
Of your feelings
For me
And as that
Last
Lingering
Leaf
Landed
On the frozen wastes
Of our love
I cried
Because there was nothing else
To do
Without you.
I am waiting
For the spring.
I am waiting
For your leaves to blossom
On my tree.
And when
We bloom again,
My love
Your leaves
Will be sacred
And safe
With me.
Love,
Howling Lamb
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
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