Longer are becoming

my days without hearing

your voice

Even longer does the

moon shine

Though seeing you

would mean the end is near

Your image entices my soul

within belief

I pray to you

as if…

Dare I wonder

if you make me better

Only my mind can answer that

fully

As the wind blows

and the leaves move

it’s there you are

If you are change

may the spectrum turn

Saved are the little ones

I am supposed to reign over

Dare I wonder

if you make me better

when better serves

as a verb and not an adjective

Then comes the rain

to its anew

But I take some shelter

because I should

as if beckoning me

to then bow down

Dare I wonder

to find your face

to wash me clean

and make me whole