The mountains are so pretty at sunset.
I gaze into the light.
Beautiful trees in my peripheral.
A warm wind swirls across my cheek and I disconnect from my body for a while.
I focus on the gift of sight.
Please God. I wanted him to see Montana.
It feels just like him. Rocky and beautiful.
Air flows around me, separating the barbs of my feathers.
I feel each loosen as I close my eyes.
Arms surround me from behind,
as a head of soft dark hair leans into my shoulder.
I loosen my soul to blend with his.
An eternal moment, destined to pass.
My skin crackles.
The fire burns so hot now.
I don’t want to go.
I don’t want you to go.
I don’t want to be reborn without you.
Please, hold my hand. Don’t leave me.
Knowing is a consuming crown.
Ashes smoke the air.
Desperately. Don’t. Want. This.
My fearless Force of Nature.
You kissed my tears and told me once that you would find me.
That nothing would stop you.
The Raptor I set free, returned but for a while.
Life without your comfort is unconscionable.
I try to calm the smolder.
Afraid to breathe on the embers of my own heart and soul.
Hold the space a little longer please.
“I’m burning up a sun, just to say goodbye.”
— July 31st, 2017 —
Copyright © 2017 by Julia Meek Chambers, all rights reserved.
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