Distance

Out in the distance
so hard to deny
In wonder of wishes
and vastness of sky
Drowning in softness
consumed by the night
Wrapped up in darkness
beseeching the light
Hoping the flames
of this time will burn true
and give spark to wishes
amazingly new
On tail of a comet
that rushes on by...
lost in the blue of the sky
So graceful these touches
like canvas and paint
The blessings bestowed us
by greatest of Saints
To capture in seconds
what turns into tears
To rise from soft whispers
and grow out of fears
As closer and closer it nears
this beacon of hope that appears
is sure to shed light on these years.

Deo Volente
February 26, 2009