The Lovely Whisper in the Dark

08-05-25

With this missive—
I do not say,
The Word—
I need not say.

Yesterday’s absence caused this rumination:

The Lovely Whisper in the Dark

Lovely, Lovely, Lovely
I seek a compass
That points toward
Joy
Or
Ache
When I’m without you

I seek a guide
That says:
That path—
Is the way
Forward
When you’re gone

Your lovely loving
Ignites my life
Fills my soul
With purpose
And joy

I seek a vision
That gifts me
Elevation—
Of my heart
My soul—
Without you by my side

I seek to dig deeply
To touch the
Root
Of life’s
Mysteries—
Missing your influence

I sought no compass
Just your presence

Sad…Sad…Sad…
Without you
There is only
A whisper—
Of you,
Like a breath
On my cheek
In the dark
Of night.

And you…
Were only gone for
A day.

A short-lived
Eclipse.
Chilling without intimacy.

Without—
Your smile.

What a day!
I saw that gift:
Of a smile
Responding to mine.

Sunshine
Returning from behind
The dark cloud.

Lovely! Lovely! Lovely!
You returned
And I am
Whole.

This is—
A simple prayer.
A sigh.
A sunrise.
A realization.

It’s…
“I missed you”
Made sacred.

What does—
That unspoken word
Do
To you?

A silent force
That gifts life.