Paradise Waits

I remember…

Falling.
           .
              .
          .
through
time

and
space

~

falling

tumbling

spinning

~

Our world collapsed

crumbled

and we fell.
                  .
               .

Where did you alight?

~

I feel you

hear you

I sense your spirit

somewhere

.
I wait
.

listening

for the hushed whisper
of your silken wings.

yearning

for the gentle touch
of your loving arms

to enfold me,

and carry me back

to

Paradise…

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