Poem

march came in cold
it stinged my heart
it made small incisions
and my smile faded
the sunlit sky
was a mere shadow of my gloom
a cold cloudy day within
and i wanted to cry...
i missed you
and all i wanted
were a couple of words
a sign of sympathy
of your accomplice mind
i missed you
i don't need you
i never will
i don't belong here....
but life
spins
turns
shines
a bit more now
my 3 PM
kind words
a giving heart

and now what?
(i pushed the question)
now wait...
now enjoy...
time purifies
it filters
truth from wishes
truth from youth
truth from want
a little wiser
a little older
a little slower
i shall focus
on the vision-Giver
instead of the vision
and oh the creativeness of my God!
i can't fathom where i'm going
but i'll enjoy this ride
on a crisp sunny autumn
i'll be purified
through that same fire
fall leaves reflect in light

and winter?
it may come soon
or it may come late
i'm prepared under the warm wings
that give me flight.....