You lie beneath my feet, feet that feel as though
they are sinking into the very void of your presence.
Leaving barren ground to follow without you,
holy ground, hallow feelings of yesterday.
You do not exist in temporal tomorrows of living everyday.
I kneel, to keep from swaying in the feelings of uncertainty.
I want to lie and sleep near you, to feel you again,
A fragment of time, going and gone, and soon to be gone again,
I mix the moisture of the day with the moisture of my tears.
In the passing of life as I seek to find reason.
I bow my head to pray and feel the swelling of life and death
fertilize the ground inside my grounding so that I may never forget.
copyright: CMM 2012