Deep

Deep

When you loose your mate,

your souls match,

the pain you feel

runs so very deep

like a ragged gorge cut

into your heart

with a dull, salt covered spoon.

But I promise you this;

The love and peace and beauty

gathered carefully, gently

by two pairs of hands

bit by bit, piece by piece

from a grand lifetime

of love between two

who know what it is

to live a charmed romance,

runs even deeper far, far into

the brilliant white light

of your soul

and deeper yet, far into

the star filled night sky

that surrounds us all.

Look inward my friend

and look outward

deep into the night sky

it's there for you to feel,

there for you to touch,

there for you to taste,

there for you to see.

Dewey Dirks