In a sense I have seen my last sunset.
Do not grow sad in the thought.
I let go of beholding them,
To grab something greater.
Now, I am within the glow that falls upon you.
I have become a shade of gold,
I hide between the colors.
The sandman called me home.
Do not consider this a loss.
I've simply turned to sand,
I fall upon your sleepy eyes,
I carry you to your dreams
The world which seemed so vast,
Too grand for me to seize.
Has turned out all its secrets,
Now I ride its winds and see them all.
I have not left,
I found a way to surround you.
As an ever present sigh within the air.
Please do not weep,
When you sense me passing by
You will see me in the dawn,
You will feel me in the rain,
And when you become a whisper
I shall meet you at the gate.
DU LIEST GERADE
Because Life is Bittersweet
PoesieThis is my first collection of poetry I've chosen to share. It is a mix of high moments of love, low moments of loss, and the deep feelings that surround my passion Please vote, comment, and share! © 2013 JenafurMae