L'aura del Campo

Worth all of Time itself (Zmitri)

Worth all of Time itself

The sky's gone black; my firmament lies lifeless,
an expanse as still as ice, as slow as rock.
I've looked for you in every hidden spot, listened to each atom's gossip.
I've searched in the folds of Time where yesterdays touch tomorrows,
where they make todays worthwhile.
Your salty taste, your musky smell would guide me to you,
if Nothingness had senses.
If I could conjugate the tense of longing,
if evidentials revealed only truth,
in truth, I'd rue the day I made you leave,
banished you to recesses of what-was and what-could-never-be,
so unaware that everything alive lives only in the present.
What present could you give to me worth all of Time itself?
Light a light! Torch a star! That I may find you.

© Kåre Enga [30.november.2016]

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