Red Eyed Roses

"Quis hic locus? Quae regio? Quae mundis plaga?" [What world is this? What kingdom? What shores of what world?] Lucius Annaeus Seneca Minor (4 B.C. - 65 A.D.)

Sunday, January 09, 2005

For _____

There is an empty space
In my heart
Where once, as children, we roamed
Across the open meadows and under the full moon
Never ceasing to realize
Our biggest dreams were coming true

There is an empty space
On that old porch
Where we sat contemplating the meaning of life
And drinking iced tea
On a Sunday afternoon
Watching the corn grow and the neighbors drive by
And thinking, knowing, that summers come and go

There is an empty space
In my house
Where your laughter filled each room
Over there, in that chair, is where you sat
When you told us your stories
And ignored the movie playing
Because time together is always enough.

There is an empty space
In this driveway
Where we stood watching the sun set
Wondering about the decision we make,
And curious of when we shall meet next.

There is an empty space
In my soul
Where the piercing gaze brought down my walls
And let some light shine through.