If I Were The Sun

[Guest guest]

If I were the sun, I would dream

 

 

Purple mists, of majesty and

 

I would sing so beautifully I would

 

Move mountains,

 

Return as endless

 

Golden Wheatfields,

 

Bread

 

Touched by Lovers who flew

 

Too close to fire,

 

Too close but not near enough…

 

Never near enough…

 

 

 

If I were the moon, I'd hide

 

In water and break waves and waves

 

Of ecstasy,

 

Held in the arms of Lovers who

 

Swam oceans to come undone,

 

To be near,

 

To breathe water,

 

To feel wet…

 

To be free…

 

 

 

If I were the stars, I'd disappear

 

Into Night and yearn

 

For all Lovers to melt

 

Into lust, into desire,

 

And fall from grace,

 

Fall as leaves

 

Dancing in the scents of wind,

 

In the baking of bread

 

In tasting one another,

 

A simple pleasure…

 

A simple task…

 

 

 

If I were the earth, I would shelter thee

 

A naked promise,

 

Dirt poor, but not impoverished

 

A shining face of one small child, smiling

 

In heaven, laughing out loud

 

At the folly of Lovers,

 

Of Poets

 

Of Words

 

Of distances Lovers create

 

To return to one another

 

In the secrets of children,

 

 

In the hearts of dirty-faced Angels,

 

A memory...

 

 

YIL,

Ana

 

 

2005

 

Published in a little book called "Love Whispers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Love, Ana