THE MOUNTAIN TOP
You visited me the day I moved here
and I longed to see you again.
So I drove to the mountain top
to join you.
Instead
I witnessed the majestic
pink clouds of evening
reflecting the days' intensity
as demonstrated
by the setting sun
too bright to gaze
upon by the naked eye.
I searched the clouds to find you
but to no avail.
My eyes unable to see
the force of your presence.
Yet my skin chilled
as I knew you were there
beyond these Earth's senses.
The angels singing your name
combining our souls into One -
a unity unknown to those below
yet within each one of our cells.
I see you in the raindrops,
the babbling brook and breeze
as it tickles the leaves
allowing them to begin their journey.
I see you in my cat's eyes-
the dinner I make
and in my dreams.
Someday I will see you again
with my eyes.
Copyright V. Rose 1999
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