It Does

A solitary note hangs in
steamy stillness
suspended there in silence
Waiting to find
its rightful place
in time.

still so lost
and destiny’s path holds
a neon lighted sign
to my desolation.

Strange how clouds
took on the shape they did
Held me up with
a strength I lacked
reminding, that I too
am held in
arms of the Angels.

Neither here nor there
reaching out and touching you
made the most beautiful
connection and,
united in a common bond
saved me.

Always remembering
earth to earth
ashes to ashes
dust to dust

And, somewhere out there
is a loving flame that
burns eternally

just because
it does.

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.