Where are the stars tonight?
I swam in the river of your love trying to drink from the nectar of live. You are sending me
around the tree of dizziness and gave me years of memories – the smiles and the tugs to my
heart. I see you in the waterfall in the morning’s shiver. I see you in the warmth of the sun. I see
you everywhere.
Where are the stars tonight?
They are hiding behind the clouds.
They don’t speak in twinkles.
The speak in hushed tones of the night.
I need you to shield me from the pain.
I need someone’s hand to hold me.
I’m growing younger only in my mind.
Trying to hide my age.
I am getting wrinkles etched on my body one at a time.
The bones aren’t what they used to be.
I am gracefully aging and driving me crazy.
I’m poetic in my heart so if you want to be written in the passage of my life please give me your
pen of light so I can write. I feel time is escaping me as I tumble over another year into
tomorrow. A cloth over the mirrors as my youth died as one white hair made its appearance.
blessing you with the God of aging to reverse the tides without cruelty. You made me feel you and
that is something I am not. I want to roll in the waves of your adulation. The wind pushed the
feeling of hope with you away. Your swollen ego was the barb that didn’t hook me. So is your
mournful chant with your silky hand beckoning me to come home. Enticing and hypnotizing the
divine within you where love is present. I let my love go into the wind and its wildness pulled me
in every direction. You sat by my side – you in spirit – me in physical. You took my essence and
scattered it to the violent winds creating fragments of not being able to search for it ever again.
Many will try but that was and is not their moment in time to show their debut in truth.