Sunday, January 1, 2023

Baby Steps


When did distance become part of core values to practice space
And all the craze is the way we salvage our safety and save face
At the end of the day the irony proves to be
Closeness is a phobia and yet
What I'd give for one more day to find you next to me
 
Phone calls finds voices in wireless transcendence of the space between
And yet I was so entangled in life I partook of your silence voluntarily
Now that I can't see or hear you
I want you the most for the restraints of life versus casket barriers
 
Once a breath and now a death away
I'm learning to carry on without you, but I'm having trouble facing life today
Is this by choice or just the way I feel entrapped in my own skin
You raised me from infancy and watched my first steps
But every footprint without you finds me learning how to walk all over again
 
Absence is the last lesson it seems that a mother will teach
Yet nonetheless your wisdom preserves your memory and still speaks
You are a silent echo and your lifetime is a legacy that'll preach
Still furthermore you are a buried treasure, unseen, but my heart seeks
 
In vain I dig to unearth the past that is no more
Only to remind myself you are another part of the beauty of what heaven has in store
As I repeat the phrase to keep eyes fixed on an opposite shore
Beachfront views of divine voyages across the ethereal ocean from now until forevermore...

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