Monday, May 10, 2004

Longing for Sarahfia

How can I decribe the longing that fills my heart and my soul.
It is a dark cloak that lays heavy over me, and I cannot shake it off.
It is an ache that weighs on my shoulders through every waking moment
and lays beside me on the pillow through the endless hours of night.
It is my constant companion in a world filled with shadows.

When once every day was the first of spring filled with love and life and living.
With laughter sprinkled everywhere, like wild flowers and heather.
When pleasures shared, multiplied and the simplest where the most treasured.
Our songs where never ending.
Till one day the music died.

I long to smell the ocean and run together in the sand.
I long for the sound of rain on the roof. Sitting by an open fire.
I long for summer mornings. I long for winter nights.
I long for the foolish little things.
But most of all,
I long for you