Up with the dawn to walk the coast -
the sun has reappeared
after many dark days of rain.
The half moon, ghostly,
rides through layers of leftover cloud
in the golden sky.
This makes me think
of loneliness
and longing deeply
and living without you.
The emptiness becomes everyday
and something in me drops off to sleep.
It awakens with a start,
with a stab and a yearning,
at the slightest brush with hope.
And here is the sun again
after all this time, reminding me
how long it has been.
by Lori Martin, 2002 (amazed at how I understood things I still had a lot to learn about - and wonder what I think I understand now that I will grow to know more deeply. Anyway - loss and longing.)
(Photo: 2013 in South Africa, Fish Hoek)
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