The Awakening

The darkness is closing 

and I can’t turn away

she stood in front of me opposing 

while the moon sucked the light of the day

What are you? What are you doing here? 

I asked aloud in fear 

her ever lucid eyes stare

and she stood and looked and did not hear

The moonlight shimmered above 

a cat ran past in the dark, a howl

and she stood there, the one I love

a chill ensured, followed the cry of an owl

She drew closer, her hair flying behind

bringing forth memories of before

her uncanny beauty did none but remind

of the days of aforetime that I fought to ignore

Light streamed through the leaves

and I held her hand looking at the sea

the warmth of her comforted my heart grieves

and I begged for more time, oh how I plead

by and by the days weakened away 

time and time I asked how long she had to stay

on and on they said the same each day

and then came the hour when He had his way

But how, that now, she stood in this place

where everything was not as it is

she smiled and walked to me with splendid grace

I have been waiting for you, she says 

I missed you so, but now we can be as we were

confused as I was, the warmth spread once more

I looked around and noticed others too, standing against the blur

and I accept where I have arrived, for true was the lore