I After Me After I
I followed the moon
into the sun
through the desert heat,
the ocean deep,
the forest evergreen
and into my oblivion.
I saw the future,
I saw the past.
I saw every little piece of me
incomplete
shattered in stars
across the night sky.
A landscape painting
in my mind
forever carved out,
a dream inside.
Past and future collide,
stars align.
The moon fully golden
melts into my sun.
I and I
are one
when me and I
come undone.
©JMCole
Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 8th Mar 2017 13:13
Lovely, in thought, execution and, I think, intent.