Eternity can be
a sea shell on a shore
figuring how to be
part of the Milky Way
Eternity can be
a sail boat on its way
or a break in the clouds
or a boat in a bay
or a break in the clouds
or a boat in a bay
it can be a shimmer
on the sea,
it can be
a murmur - unreleased
claiming for memory
it can be in Iran, in Takht e Soleyman
where a Surat at dawn
left its gold in your eyes
where carpets of lilies
unfold under the skies
for mountains to kneel on
and the winds churn and tease
the horizons aglow
where – because you have gone –
the yellow tulips sway
like Sufis in the breeze
in their search for the sun
Eternity is pain
for having done you wrong
yet knowing that my choice
had been your's all along
and - as this shroud is torn
from the mist where I mourn
to wipe the dew away -
- as the Orients alight setting mountains ablaze -
and a haze is lifted from my soul
- as I pray
and a haze is lifted from my soul
- as I pray
Eternity is you
in my heart
on this day
Sylvie
15 July
