A DISTANT GODDESS

I am watching
this beautifully radiant goddess
from so very far away
that unto her I am as a ghost
silently screaming her name
from the dark side of the heavens
for all the difference
my wordless cry seems to make
and even though
she is so very distant
I can still hear her voice
most every day
but only to exchange
these half true words
a mere ghosts reflection
of what I truly would say
for shes like an image
within my mind
which i yearn to reach
to hold
but my hand cannot touch
cannot find
so for the moment
all i can do is watch and pray
as she wonders on
her invisible nightmare
across this desolate plain
where uncertainty
plagues her every footstep
across this dark and broken way
while my blood
runs to ice
when i see her stumble
when she doth sway
to loose her balance
along this trail - so fey
as i watch her every glance
skywards
forever seeking the vanished sun
while continually she hopes
forever she prays
eternally she doubts
that the next
unknowing
unknowable footstep
will support her slender weight
across this darkened path
of this life
this fate
but i can see her every tear
as black as night
that escapes
to mar her most beautiful face
at knowing not ever
just what illusion
next her awaits
to suddenly vanish beneath her feet
make her fall far
cry out
bleed
and hate
and damn everything
as she sinks
into this depthless hell
of pain
where all seems so very fake

so knowing all this
i still no not what to say
to banish these Myst's
that cloud her living day
and turn all in sight
so dreadfully cold
and Grey
for doesn't she know
i too bleed
to know this pain
darkness
and horrid despair
all this agony painted
upon the heart
of my goddess so fair
for whom i know not
what to do
but show her that i care
and light her way forward
along this night path
with the love that i dare