Plant A Seed And Raise A Flower Even If It Is Stolen Poem by gregory collins

I have seen people around my head
walking into the sea.
I think that was the day
when we were kids beating on the edge
to hear heaven groan.

Now i am holding on to a shadow on the wall,
holding you in my arms
to put an end to the fire who cannot remember rain.
Yet i am out this morning
among the flagstones in the wind;
Thinking i asked again
if the future is young without you.

But i slipped and tomorrow's fall knows what love is.
It is independence day
that sends me to the ocean tonight,
and nothing is invincible in her fingertips of angels:
Nothing when you are young
and the twisting of fate is bruised;
swimming like midnight
as the lights go down black and blue.