Magpie

I carry things in the 

pockets of my dreams ...

and though I'm made of empty,

I am bursting at the seams

with stones and bones and shining 

trinkets gathered as I travel...

Charon's coins and roses drying,

red threads, how they unravel!

Whom I have known and loved before,

I do not regret a moment, 

I should be so blessed, evermore,

to co-create love so potent!

Memories of the times we shared

can still light up my eyes!

Hearts broken and later repaired-

lessons which still enrich my life.

Please do not misunderstand me,

for I am not only what I seem...

Somewhere deep within me,

an orchestral silence rings.

It is true, I am a friend of Death,

and I trust in an eternity --

but here, while I still draw breath,

I am a vessel for life, for humanity. 

I'm in some ways like a magpie,

and a mimic like one too,

though I long to slip my masks aside,

and simply be human with you.

Contact Me: 

info@ajoyfulpassage.com