Morning’s Joy

Sometimes late at night when the earth is still 
My mind drifts to him and I wonder what 
Dream he’s having and if I’m apart of his
Dreamworld

I think he has forgotten how I once filled his 
Nights and coddled his daydreams into visions 
Of his now - today - when he’s long forgotten me 

It’s me with all my sentiment and frivolous 
Remembrances that keep me restless way 
Into the night
That’s when my “if only” mind pushes forward 
And I curse the day he left me - or was it that 
I left him? 

It took me so long to put the pieces back together 
But for him it was only a moment. 
Letting go was inevitable as I pushed to meet 
Each day’s obligations.

And yet it was the thoughts of us, the music 
Of us, the seasons of us that overtake my senses 
Sometimes late at night when the earth is still. 

My heart cries a little for the us that never was 
And just that quickly dawn arrives and daybreak 
Touches down beckoning me to endless 
Possibilities, leaving behind what could have 
Been only if……

I welcome the sunrays of a new day with my mind 
Open, my heart tattered but still beating, my spirit free and 
Easy searching for that balm that comes from 
The assurance that I am not alone, and that the best is 
Yet to come! 

“I have come that they may have life, and that they 
Have it  more  abundantly”  John 10:10b