UKArchive ID: 35658stormwolf
Originally published on October 23, 2015 in Poetry
When days no longer hold me
and shadows dance
in strange diffused spaces
where once I walked,
I remain in fullness of being.
On frosty nights of ring-ed moon
sweeping stars aside like curtains
to be with you.
~ © Alison Stormwolf ~
Archived comments for Promise
sweetwater on 24-10-2015
Love it, it has such beauty, I hope your Grandchildren are old enough to appreciate such lovely words written just for them. 🙂 Sue.
Well, the oldest one is. She is almost 7 and the others are 4 and almost 3. I recited it to the oldest two today and it went down well.
They are my greatest joy.
Bozzz on 24-10-2015
Grandmotherly stellar quality, nebular and nibular. XXX David
If it was you who nominated it, I am most delighted. I tried to capture my great love for them that will remain long after I am gone.
Texasgreg on 27-11-2015
Beautiful in it's shortness and simplicity! You'll always be that memory so real it shapes their soul and desires...
that is my aim. I am investing in their memory banks.
Supratik on 03-12-2015
A splendid write. Blessed are your grandchildren, and so are we, your readers. Supratik
Thank you SO much for that lovely comment Supratik. I apologise for taking so long to reply.
All the blessings of the festive season to you and yours and every good wish for the coming year. I think we both know, it's going to be transformational... one way or the other.