This vulnerable resolution involves you, too, my reader
Sometimes I forget
this mountain I’ve climbed
that I stand on top
and live on this peak now
It has been raining for more days than I can count
Frigid droplets find their way into every crack and crevice
Despite hood and umbrella, my face becomes soaked
Numbing my cheeks and nose
False tears from a phantom cry fest
Look at the sky at the end of the day
The moments before our light slips away
the last encore goes on display
dazzling violet
Out of my dreams and into my world
You came so unexpectedly
carrying many tokens
from our ancestors
How I would like to venture out
into the moonlight,
traipse across the cold, wet, snow
with no destination in mind
other than awe
I’ve been standing in the storm
a while now
so long I can’t remember
the color of the sky
I watch you fall, I want to believe
I am your person if you’ll let me
I hear your cries, for what could be
I watch you fall, I want to believe