Dear Gentle Companion

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(Previously called "News")


Dearest, dearest soul,
how long it has been
since you first captured my heart.

Dearest friend,
Dear gentle companion,
how long I have loved you.

The years have passed,
We both have grown
in age and wisdom.
Miles apart, and still,
so close.
I owe to you my sanity,
and you owe to me your own.

You are
in short
my everything
my solitude, my rest.
At my worst, dear,
at my best,
I have, through the murky darkness,
always made it back to you.
To the haven of your arms.
To the gentle spirit who raised me.
To the sweet place of undisturbed youth.

And dearest, dearest soul,
today you told me the news.
The best kind, the happy kind,
the painfully real and human kind.
Your poignant thoughts came pouring out
and I'm sorry if I scared you
with all the tears I cried.

So long now have you relieved me
of my weariness, my grief.
You have listened to me through the ups and downs
stood next to me, strong as rock,
ready to catch me when I came tumbling down.
Today, you let me return the favour.
I love you so much, my gentle spirit.

There are no words
to fully describe the joy I felt
seeing your face so open
seeing your eyes so hopeful
seeing your mind so bright
so I will not attempt to create them.
I will keep what I felt
what we felt
in that moment
between us.
That sacred, jubilant fear.
Our joyful, intimate secret.

Thank you for sharing this
this diamond, this outpouring
with me.
I just wished I could have seen your face a little better.
Saltwater blocked the view.

Dearest friend,
Dear gentle companion,
how happy I am for you.

Go, love deep and hard now.
How happy I am for you.

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