The memories of longing Reached out From under the clouds Heavy with water

This view was cloudless and blue Only yesterday The sun was shining

And there was the kiss Of a prairie stream Over a naked body

But today she can’t swim The thunder is calling in the lightning So she rests inside a cedar cabin And lets the longing soak into her heart Like rain into the dry land

Outside There is rain falling from above There is a river below, roaring to the tune of gravity

There is food to cook There are books to read There is music pulling me back in time

There is a fire that won’t start No matter how much we try No matter how many sparks fly Even with bone dry kindling This is fire won’t start

Inside There is a bottomless ache, a gully of darkness Set to the backdrop of snow covered peaks That are higher than I could climb

But a hug In the form of laughter Straight from the bellies of my best friends Is all the warmth I need today

I’ll come for you, One day you probably won’t have invited me in, But I don’t need an invitation.

Didn’t you know, Ive been here since you were born? Since your first breath, silently by your side

I am the last breath The ending And the beginning

Rest rest In the knowing That I am a friend