[today]May 26th, 2009 10:13:58 pm - Subscribe

this is the
first time
I wake
without you

after the
long sleep
and bitterness
of winter

as wind and
sunlight
stir new things
into being

you should be
thawing and
turning
to the sky

unfurling
delicate green
and open arms
embracing

this is the
first spring
that comes
without you

the tug of
beginning
on my spirit
is less now

my skyline
is empty as
you stand tall
no longer

my roots
are no longer
so deep in
this ground

this is the
first time
that I wake
without you

and, from this
season
I will grow
alone.

[I am]wistful