Love Lies - Poem by Thomas Hooker
Love lies between them,
waiting for one to look up,
a last look stolen from the night,
where the burden of joy
in the autumn of our life
separates anguish from death.
For death knows too of loss,
leaving behind the journey,
never again feeling pain,
no more needs, lamenting dreams
painted on summer skies,
touching sunny fields.
A blue emptiness escapes
her last breath,
exhale rising in perfect slumber,
taking her soul for the peaceful
transition that starts anew.
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