Keeper of my soul

I close my eyes
and let go;

serene, soft
quietly flowing
shades of light;

tender streams'
of wind
slightly touching
my forehead
and
I smile;


I can't see your face
and you can't see mine
There are no names
no words
no tommorows
no yesterdays
no fears
no yearnings;


just silence;


silence
and
peace;


I feel ...
...you...
...the keeper of my soul
my being...


I feel ...
....complete;


I open my eyes
and I am back -
to the world of words
and their meanings;
of faces
and names;
of unknown tommorows
and unknown
yesterdays;


Sometimes...
I wonder..

Don't you ever see
that other world
that I see?

Don't you ever feel
that other world
that I feel?


And If you do,
Could you and Would you
care enough
to unburn the bridges?

I am a believer
I can see you
through all these
words and faces and names
and days and nights;

but no, not through this insensitive indifference
that you seem to have left behind;

Every now and then
your words and thoughts
flow through my mind;
Every now and then
I close my eyes and feel that light;
the sparkle I saw in your eyes
and felt smiling through mine;


It seems
time has not yet healed
the hope
that
the keeper of my soul
one day will know
what he means
to me


















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