Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry

Past Life

I remember wandering through an ethereal plane.
Floating in a boat along a waveless sea.
Small, pale white clouds loom over
the endless blue skies above me.

There is a feeling of solitude
clouding my judgement- for I realize
that I am drifting through this
mysterious dimension alone.
I hear you calling out to me,
but I cannot see you.
You are nowhere in sight.

I open my eyes and suddenly,
there you are;
lying beside me..
sound asleep in our bed chamber.

I do not wish to live any life-
past, present or future-
without you.. my beloved.