Take Me Back

Take me back please

To the springtime 

To the time when the weather

blossomed lily-white as you gently withered 

And like an army, your progeny summoned by your side

They called you a gentleman

Take me back to even before, when we actually spoke for the last time

And you opened your bills and paid them 

As if we had all the time in the world 

How I miss last spring! 

When your heart was still beating

And you hands were still warm 

Your light grew dim

You stopped speaking 

We ran out of things to say 

but there was still no other place to be than by your side 

Quiet but dignified 

Your thoughts a mystery 

The endless unknowing 

Of when the end would near

Please take me back there

To that mystical 

Quiet 

Holy

And strange time

When, like a spark!

suddenly animated 

Your voice arose

Amidst long lost friends and bright reunions

Angel choirs and chapel doors

In an ocean of confusion and bright lucidity

Agitation and beauty

You struggled 

You thirsted 

And oh- my heart hurts!

Our lives lived loudly, not respecting your holy demise

And I left your side 

Leaving -as if your end would wait for me

You surrendered quietly into the night