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The Gravity of Grief Rain Down on Me

 

The Gravity of Grief Rain Down on Me

Each day, I seek you there, where you really loved to dance, upon the stage,

Suspended in that lonely place, where I still hear the sound, of music made.

Rising, arms extended, reaching high, elegantly wheeling, and circling around,

Soaring, and drifting, gracefully falling, light as a feather, softly floating down.

My eyes fixed, and spellbound, by each magic moment, mind set in a trance,

Each move carefully chosen, intricately woven, a delicate tapestry of dance.

Balance and poise, with your routine skillfully executed, gliding and swaying,

Never ending dream, my beautiful ballerina, cheerfully dancing and playing.

Deep inside my heart, my beloved little firefly, now gone, some world away,

Where you gracefully float, in unison with the mellow tones, that softly play.

Oh, the pain, now left in that place, where my love for you, so sadly wrings,

The fondest thought, of how you danced, like a puppet, set on silken strings.

In my heavy heart, that broken place, where still, the lovely sound, of song,

Still plays over, and over again, where tenderest memories of you, linger on.

Each day, sunrise to sunset, as I am caught within the never-ending drought,

Weight of grief, each waking moment, tortured by the discomfort of doubt.

My saturated soul, drowning within the sadness, of your beautiful spirit lost,

As I reflect, upon that joyful smile, oh my precious one, that I miss the most.

And as the curtain closes, to mark the end, of each long day, painfully drawn,

I cannot mend the scars, deep in my heart, now left, to endure deaths scorn.

There in solitude, where I stand, before the going down, the sun setting red,

There I wander, in my dreams, in the dark of night, with sorrow in my head.

As I gaze, upon the wonderous stars, out into infinity, softly lighting the way,

I feel, the celestial light, as it gently rains, down on me, beyond, light of day.

Each night, I search for you, in hope, to catch a glimpse, within infinity, afar,

For the one, bearing your name, as you dance your dance, amidst the stars.

Written By: Alan.Clark@WW1POET (June 2024)




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