Earthed

Feelings earthed, as the salt of my gentle tears

sublimating in a crystal abstracted from my eyes

so they spring to life, flowing out as they rise

as the flood of my sorrow, as the sum of my fears.

Feelings earthed, in the waterfalls sits a treasure isle

as the current splashes in this rainbow high

or broken and sometimes two to say goodbye

the sounds of the silence, a grin or a smile.

Feelings earthed, in the tenderness of my caressing

in the softness of your touch, in the thrill of the height

and the deep of your skin, in the heavenly unloading.

Feeling earthed, in departing from a life that was so fine

the days now shortened, and finally it’s only becoming

as it has to be, resting in that piece of earth that’s mine.

 

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

02/05/2015