A Memory on the Wind

By BlackBear

As I lay dying
And saw the pain and relief on your face
I found the strength to raise my hand
And reach for you.

The effort burst my heart
But as the darkness began to close my eyes
I saw you take my offer
You were my last sensation.

Now as I float in ethereal nothing
No sound, no light, no warmth nor taste nor smell
Your touch keeps me aware
A memory on the wind.

If I remain
Out here a hundred million years
A breath upon the surface of the universe
I will carry your soul.

As you lie dying
And eternity gathers round without
Reach out your hand
You’ll find you still have mine.

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© 2006 BlackBear
Published on Tuesday, February 14, 2006.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I hope I'll always feel ike that when I'm in love..... great write -Zero

  • A former member wrote: This is a tremendous piece. Divinity must have been running through your pen as you wrote this. Just fabulous.

  • A former member wrote: gorgeous and powerful sentiment, of both sacrament and sacrifice; divine write ~ness

  • TaintedButterfly On Wednesday, February 15, 2006, TaintedButterfly (670)By person wrote:

    That is absolutely beautiful Michael. To know the feeling of one's hand "still" being there, that is comforting.

  • A former member wrote: *sigh* *shakes her head and smiles* ya know...*smiles* inspite of myself i like this. I respect it for it was obviously thought about before commited in pen...but inspite of my natural born cynicism i sorta enjoy the innocent hope you dispaly

  • A former member wrote: i anticipate the poetry from the underlying emotions i can just feel building up behind all this...

  • BlackBear On Tuesday, February 14, 2006, BlackBear (12)By person wrote:

    I've been writing for years, and have lost volumes of work. Underlying emotions are too shallow for me. What I express comes from deep places hidden.

  • BlackBear On Tuesday, February 14, 2006, BlackBear (12)By person wrote:

    You know, where psychologists fear to tread . My thanks for the comments. I look forward to writing here for a long time. - Michael

  • A former member wrote: "What I express comes from deep places hidden" i do not doubt this forgive me if that's what you mistook from it. I'll leave this alone and save myself the embarrasment of not having the words to explain what's going through my head

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