Until You Return To Me


I can’t live there,
in the land of broken dreams;
where shadowy wisps reach,
daunting and teasing.

Nor can I dwell
in the sea of broken hearts,
where the watery graves run,
crashing and thrashing.

I cannot climb
the mountain of despair,
where snow-crested hills crumble
in dark isolation.

I will not follow you
down the dark and twisty streets,
where shadows fall,
and unseen eyes watch.

I stroll in the meadow,
where the fragrance is sweet,
and the trees offer shade
while the wind whispers in my ear.

I laze on the sands,
where the sun kisses my face,
and the waves gently lull
while the birds joyously sing.

I live in the spirit,
where happiness abounds;
the souls light shines brightly
and peace can be found.

Though I cannot go,
I can still be seen,
present in the light,
always loving, ever hoping.

Yes, I cannot go where you trod,
cannot follow you down that road;
yet, I can remain here, steadfast,
waiting until you return to me.

© Leslie C Dobson

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Published by Leslie Dobson

Leslie has been writing since she was a young child, first with poetry and short stories and later with song lyrics, young adult stories and inspirational sayings. She is a multi-genre author and her blogs and books come when and where the Spirit leads.

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