Thursday, July 14, 2011

The sigh in tomorrow's Good bye


Painted in the sky in woodland why
The sun streaked feathered
She knew it hauntingly familiar
The color there weathered
There in the sigh of tomorrow's good bye

A leap to live into her destiny
A dream not dreamt yet true
I knew you when you were much older
Like singing a song now she never knew
The tanager in the bush to see where it should not be

She lives today on this branching way
The prose on lips future distant shelves
The ghost bird of color in sunset orange
Words one day which write themselves
There to play in leaf chattered say

To know you after then where you have not been
There in that place to give
When I contended with Angels
That place where you have yet to live
The tanager bush to begin in that place when

Just like a painted past in shadows cast
The one you never knew
Whispers while at the edge of
In deja vu
There memories passed known at last

And the days go by with wondering why
There is something there more
The symbolic messenger
I knew you there before
There in the sigh of tomorrow's good bye




agtG