STRONG EYES

 

 

 

 

In autumn’s silent dawn

I am stirred

awakened

troubled

Troubled with the knowledge of forbiddance

Forbidden ever I am

to awaken you again

 

Rushing silently to the door

in moon’s half light

I have seen you take flight

I have seen you go

 

Only to see you go  

See you go

 

Strong eyes looking to the sky

Strong eyes unwilling to lie

Strong eyes refusing to die

Strong strong eyes

 

Last night we knelt with bended knee

deep in our prayer

you said it had to be

squeezed my hand

said all would be fine

in this vast forgiving  land

 

Tousled my hair

Whispered that all would be kind

and once again fair

 

Only to see you go

see you go

 

In hours since past

I have kept that faith

held onto your given strength

Lord I pray

may it last  

 

Strong eyes looking to the sky

Strong eyes unwilling to lie

Strong eyes refusing to die

Strong strong eyes

 

Beyond the meadow’s shadow

that delivers our pathway

from a deep valley floor

I can wait no more

 

I have run through thick mud

with a spirited glee

Only to see

To see you

once again

 

My heart burns

I saw you go

I have now seen you return

 

Strong eyes

Strong eyes unwilling to lie

Strong eyes refusing to die

Strong strong eyes   

 

Sent from Rail 📞 . . .

 

© All rights reserved 2019

 

 

Author: Breck Masterson

Tales From The Rail is a collection of short stories revealed in observation during a commuters journey across this land. Most, if not all stories are based on what actually happened or at times, surmised to what might have happened. . . Granting on some occasions, levity to the mundane. Enjoy!

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