you let me go
even when your blue eyes were clear truth
what did i know of your heart
for mine had been broken and the pieces
although well put back together
were still tiny scars that needed attention
i took my love to the island
and planted a seed
inspired by the ancient planus
i knew that there was a future
my tree would grow.
be patient said the mountain
be strong said the forest
everything has a season murmured the moon
but it was the wind that captured my mood as it sang to the sky
there is nothing to lose
Some days she walked the island, discovering the treasures under the searing sun. Other days she slept after a fitful nights sleep when the howling wind sought refuge on the shore. Today she sat in a restless bit of shade contemplating the goddess both within and without. The island took everything then gave as much as she could stand.
The cicadas drummed her thoughts into submission. Be be be, was all she could hear. The pine needles under her tender thighs reminded her to laugh. Feel, you are human. She knew this was true. You have time, commanded the heat of the day.
The goddess smiled as she turned to the sea and met his wild embrace with her own.