STAY WITH ME
Swarms of parrots, stealthy as whispers,
unbeknownst to the sun,
crossed the golden sky in silent flight.
Swarms of swans, pale as drifting dreams,
glided over the silver moon,
never casting shadows upon its light.
Swarms of bees, lost in the hum of longing,
brushed past the waiting flower,
never pausing to taste its bloom.
And you—
You are here but not here
when I am still hoping,
like the hush of dawn slipping into day,
like the tide that recedes before the heart
knows it was ever touched by water.
May parrots never steal the sun’s knowing,
may swans never eclipse the moon’s glow,
may bees never forsake the flower’s breath,
and may you—
you who are always with the wind—
never leave me in your thoughts
When I am gone
Swarms of parrots, stealthy as whispers,
unbeknownst to the sun,
crossed the golden sky in silent flight.
Swarms of swans, pale as drifting dreams,
glided over the silver moon,
never casting shadows upon its light.
Swarms of bees, lost in the hum of longing,
brushed past the waiting flower,
never pausing to taste its bloom.
And you—
You are here but not here
when I am still hoping,
like the hush of dawn slipping into day,
like the tide that recedes before the heart
knows it was ever touched by water.
May parrots never steal the sun’s knowing,
may swans never eclipse the moon’s glow,
may bees never forsake the flower’s breath,
and may you—
you who are always with the wind—
never leave me in your thoughts
When I am gone
