In My Mind's Eye

To Paint a Map of the Universe

You always came with the night,

The glint of glossy onyx locks,

Visible under the veil of midnight's vibrant moon,

A halo of mist cloaking your shadowed features,

In a translucent haze of rainbow dewdrops.

You always followed the coo,

Of the owls skipping on chipped rooftops,

Weaving among spider-webbed tree branches,

Immortal wisdom glowing in their golden eyes.

You always prayed to the stars,

Caught between eternity and imprisonment,

Under that Great Oak,

Where the moon never forgets to shine,

And the clouds coexist with the shimmer of a billion distant galaxies,

Where life never ends.

You always slept by the marsh,

Cheek rested on rose-scented moss,

Lying in the valley where the stars shine brightest,

And every constellation traces the features of almighty God himself,

Every scar, every memory, every triumph,

Tattooed in glittering ink,

Upon the skin of the universe.

You always rose with the dawn,

Awaking before the earliest bird has even croaked out a morning chirp,

Greeting the sunrise that approaches in a mirage of colors,

Whereas the moon is still reluctant to relinquish its kingdom in the skies,

To an ever-shining sun,

Fiery with the promise of a warm spring day,

With the promise of a new eternal age.