Sunday, October 4, 2009

It's you.

Under the open sky
In the middle of a downpour
I said your name.

The drops suspended mid air
And there was a complete cessation of noise.

I looked up expecting a bridge overhead
But instead found you rolling through my mind.

In that moment it became clear...
If only I say your name
My world will wait for you.

As if in applause of my realization
A flock of birds rose into sight
Scattered wide
Then came in tight

A heartbeat. A pulse. A sign.

You. It's you. It's you.

2 comments:

cp said...

Lovely.

Victoria said...

wow....not a big poetry fan usually, but this one sure spoke to me!