Night time Poem (a poem - 2005)

Last night is behind
us
victims of our own suffering.
An arsenal of immaterial weapons
Fears, words,
The inevitable influence
Of another person’s pain
When two are one.

Tonight my love
I am grateful we’ve overcome,
A weight lifted off my soul,
I thank you
That you give me a thousand and one chances
To discover
Myself
And life
And the depth in you of patience and understanding.

My love
tonight
My eyes can see the stars
Shining faithfully
All across the black sky.
I miss you, that’s the truth,
And I am lost.

In my mind,
I open the palm of my right hand
And offer you a lullaby
The shape of a tiny pot of flowers
To put by your bed side,
To look at
And think of the One
Who created them,
To find comfort
From the imperfection
Of us on Earth.