Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Questions for December...

Does love die when the vessel smashes? Is it poured out for the last time, distilled and gone?
Or is it writ larger, stronger, woven more deeply into the tapastry that hangs by the stars?
When you reached forward, just as your heart fell out of rythym,
what were you reaching for? Was it beautiful? Are you in it now? Is it all you ever hoped for?
You changed how I saw life, so why wouldn't you change how I see death?
And was that you, the other night, hovering close? I thought I heard you say "Well, darlin' I finally found the time just to be with you."