Today Concerns

I sat with you, At the foot of the bridge, No indecent glimmer, Just shiny scales of a silvery river, Ripe crisp air light brightening, A beat of a dragonfly’s wings, Circles and whips round my ear, Fluttering downward along, The gently moving stream, Zig-zagging electric blue tints, A universe glow with shock-like moves, Stupefying and striped like a tiger’s back, As free and light as a floating seed, Or my voice traipsing in gusty wind, Hovering the water’s rippling face, My soul twists and bends, Just like its flight, I look at your necklace, Sunlight enters my pupils, My eyelids flicker, I am awake in a dream, Not real, not true, or surreal, Paradisal, sublime, nostalgic, Dusty dry toes you dip in water, Wet rings around tips of your soles, We walked far to be here, Across yellow flowery fields, Over meadows and busy wildlife, This country scene is awe-inspiring.

I gaze upward starry eyed exchanging glances, I have no chances of facing God's humour fondly, When bereaved beliefs linger my hands are tense, A cross like a bright shining billboard enthrals my interest, I swagger slightly my emotions counting change, In my heart and in my mind but cross I am still cross with you, Across the room I await implicating 'God where art thou?', With no stir or any err for nothing less than you, A light glimmers under the door and I am still blind, Powerful deduction manifest doubts to your whereabouts, And insignificant speckles of dust make me sniffle, While I hesitate to breathe and not to sneeze, My eyelids enclose in rapturous revivals of prose, I stop my search to let in to my room a gentle breeze.