Carrying You Home

What do you see on the Horizon?

Why do the white gulls call?

Across the sea

A pale moon rises

The ships have come to carry you home.

It's been two years.

24 long months.

 The deep pain of your loss has been replaced by

an even deeper longing 
of the absence of your presence.

I do not know how long this phase of my Grief 

for you will last.

or if...

it will only grow.

I miss you.

It's so simple.

Yet so complex.

I miss you.

More than can be expressed.

I just miss you.

I look for answers and a path

to acceptance of this emotion.

I sit with it

and feel it 

wash over me.

I have forgotten so much.
Too much.

Time does that to our memories.

It tempers them with a hazy fog

maybe to protect us.

But, I long to see your face 

looking into mine

knowing the unconditional love

in your eyes.

I long to sweep you into my arms

and hold you.

One more time.

***

INTO THE WEST

Lay down 

your sweet and weary head

Night is falling

You're journey has come to an end

Sleep now

They are calling

From across the distant shores

Why do you weep

What are those tears upon your face

Soon you will see

All your fears will pass away

Safe in my arms 

You're only sleeping

What can you see on the horizon

Why do the white gulls call

Across the sea a pale moon rises

The ships have come to carry you home.

Hope fades

Into a world of night

Through shadows falling

Our of memory and time

Don't say : we have come now to the end

White shores are calling

You and I will meet again

And you'll be here in my arms

Just sleeping

And all will turn

To silver glass

A light on the water

Grey ships pass

Into the west.

***

"Still round the corner there may wait

A new road or a secret Gate

And though I oft have passed them by

A will come at last when I

Shall take the hidden paths that run

West of the Moon

East of the Sun"

J.R.R Tolkien