A silent tear

        Gentle winds push back against my soul, lifting
and flicking coppery red tendrils across stormy blue
eyes. So soft I stand looking up into the cooling night
sky.

        The sigh of wonders. Holding onto my faith, to
lead, to guide me to the correct turns. The right ones
where love gathers me warmly.

        Careful I inhale.  I breathe in the last of the
warmth within the air. Recalling when butterflies
flickered in the colorful day light.

         Flashed reels of children playing, voices
echoing in giggling sweetness. Ah yes the smile places
a standing ovation across pale pink lips. The corners
tug to hide dimples.

        To turn back the days, to remember the sights
of the years gone by, only slide into auto recall. Ah
the sounds of clarity ringing truth inside this very
instant. Indeed I only ask of that memory.

       Tears of joy, of sorrow caress my cheeks. They
create a path down through the maze of freckles. So
gently I hold back a sniffle and a laughter.

        Dare I speak my thoughts? Dare I open my eyes,
only to remember all is calm? The hope of more than
memories to grace my mind, treasured.

        Ah to just need someone to listen, to hold.
Someone to just allow the tears, the questions to fall.

         Just to be loved, as I am now. A beginning
of a new day.

         So sibling of mine, friend so dear will you really
be that strength, that woven tapestry or was that all
a placed arrangement for views to gawk upon?

       Hmm. Just once, or a million mores be here for
me.