Before time we were all alone,
Locked up in time, in the aurora of morning,
In the whispers of memory, emotional no more,
We were trapped in the planes,
In the shredded paper planes,
Forever embedded in shale,
Lost in the surface,
In the beauty of the one,
The one we’ll love forever,
Into infinity,
And the frigid forest,
Shivering with sorrow,
With no one in sight,
Miles and miles of ground,
Of untraceable footsteps,
Angels drifting,
Watching us,
Never talking but blessing,
The white glimmer,
Lingering in the sight of the light,
In the browns and whites,
In the warmth of what we all dreamt,
Of blazing last night,
In the mourning of the birds cry,
Ringing, echoing in the void,
Forgotten still,
But silhouettes are seen,
One taller than the others,
Reaching out for me.
I am found,
Found for eternity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And we need never fear for He is always there to help us if we stumble. Yes Star Dust, you are found, because you were never lost in His sight. Bless you for writing this very enlightening poem of faith in our Lord Jesus, who walks with us everyday of our lives, and who protects us when it is absolutely necessary. A 10. Hugs, Barbara