There once was a time,
When we danced in sunshine,
For hours and hours on end,
Only to begin it again,
Running through fields of corn and wheat,
Until our sores bled on tender feet,
Gaze to clouds so far away,
The breeze in the trees, bend and sway,
Spinning circles to make you dizzy,
Stare at the stars, get up in a tizzy.
The wind would speak it's hollow story,
Whispering the lore of ancient glory,
Sunflowers swayed to their ballet,
Dazzling bright, like frost in May,
The clear ponds would ripple along,
Reeds thumping to join in the song.
Then a blanket of mystery would whisk us away,
And we'd leave this place and go so very far astray.
Our destination was of no concern,
It was the journey there that made us yearn.
Of castles in clouds, fairy dust and evils unknown,
From the street peasant to a king on his thrown,
Slaying dragons in flight,
Or befriending a knight,
Trees that could talk,
And fish that would walk,
Impossible things done every moment,
Daring acts without thought, augment,
I remember the days in the glen,
When once we were children then.
A sinister cloud settled over and grew in our sky,
Seemingly determined to separate you and I,
Forced from our fantasy of perfect,
Spreading blackness indomitable to infect,
The change that came all too soon,
And drug our world down in doom.
Lightening spackled across the night, in blood red,
Saturating the fields that now lay dead.
The world turned cold in our mist,
And was silenced with an ice fist,
Beneath our feet the ground fell fast,
Lost into an emptiness so vast,
Grappling at air to slow our fall,
Fingers pained in our desperate crawl,
I reached for your hand to grasp it tight,
And saw you weren't there, to my great fright.
Land stood still suddenly satisfied,
Closing the whole over where you died,
Left me unbreathing, clasping a void,
All I had known now destroyed,
I demanded the earth give you back to me,
Scratching to rid my ears of constant scream,
I beat the dirt until my hands bled,
Numbing my soul till all emotions fled.
Then darkness covered over the shallow land,
And sunlight was shifted out like grains of sand,
I wandered alone in my darkness for years,
Stumbling, I bled, and shed unfallen tears,
I lost all sense of time and place,
My spirit and soul fought to erase,
The ache of my heart and the death of my form,
Pain and anguish from surviving the storm.
A long silent place I traveled over,
Journeying through fields of thorns and clover,
Where time passed and I learned to breathe once more,
The earth settled and returned to it's core,
And some days when my heart may feel brave,
My feet find there way back to your grave,
And I remember the days we shared in the glen,
When we danced in the sunshine, we were children then.