Poems and Moments - 1. Morning Dew

The morning is gone,
but what a beautiful sunrise it was.
Everything was filled with light,
blinding destiny’s laws.

The sun blessed us with its rays,
I felt the warmth on my face,
In your hands, you held the soil
which nourished my soul.

a surge of fresh air,
and I blossomed in your embrace.

But seasons shifted without a sound,
the colors faded, roots unwound.
A creeping chill replaced the spring,
and doubt began its whispering.

You crushed the roots you promised to tend,
broke the bloom you swore to defend.

Love rotted in your careless grip,
as trust bled from every rip.
Your hand faltered, and life slipped away;
down we sank, into a void that stole our way.

Out the other side, we emerged,
two different beings, our paths diverged.
In a shattered world, with nothing to mend,
disaster in full swing, no hope to lend.

Though I didn’t recognize you,
I remembered the sunrise,
how you once burned so bright for me,
before you turned and set me free.

I reached for the ghost of you,
couldn’t help but be blue.
Your voice an echo of distant cries,
lost in the mist of my tear-filled eyes.

Lost in the echoes of all we knew,
searching for meaning that never grew.

What did all those happy moments mean?
So many, so few.
What did our life together amount to?
— All gone like the morning dew.