the past and my twilight
i come
by your side, wrapped
in my shawl
that wards off the cold
that the night left
behind
i watch your aging roots
now so deep into the ground
held strong by all the seasons
that passed, some veins died
but still many have lived
to wait for new rains to heal
wounds that bled
once
leaning on your body
i feel your life, rhythmically
flowing as each second ticks
away from what is never forgotten
yet finding harmony
with the color of an ancient love
in hopeful throbs
of what's yet to
find
the wind ruffles your leaves
and tells your story
the rise and fall
of tides you witnessed, blaring
desperate thunders
across the sea, i heard the whisper
resolute faith holds you
calm
let me cling to you
on your branches, with your skin
etched with the beauty
of teeming wisdom
slightly parched and fragile
but glows with warmth
of the timid sun rise, now slowly
peeking thru the sleepy clouds
i shall stay
with you until the next setting sun
until the last dew is blown
off our lives to nourish
a new born soil
from the remnants
of the days we shared
together in the last chapter
of our lives