Saturday, August 12, 2017

White Light

You're so far away.
I reach my mind for you,
and there's nothing.

The lines on the monitors
look promising, but they lie.
Just an echo of machines
they drift and fall flat -
promise broken, purpose lost.

In my mind's eye
you wake and rise.
Your eyes are full of life,
your faerie wings unfurl,
fill the room with blue sky
and sunshine.

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