Green slopes along the horizon of my vision

Cascading into the valley of my nature

Filling it up with sap of new growth

A bird in flight swoops beneath my heart

Calling it to reach for the skies

I catch a floating feather on the morning

Hoping for wings in the evening sun

That I may fly to your side

In the bare solitude of my soul

 

See beyond the lines of my skin

Open your heart to my love

Let me see the beauty in you

My knocks are hard on your ears

And fall heavily upon your door

I catch a floating feather at noon

Praying for wings at the setting sun

So that I may fly to be with you

And touch the nakedness of your soul

 

A string of trifles eats up the hours

Bringing me to my knees

A prayer catches a golden ray

Blinding my temporary self

Revealing the inner eye of truth

There is no division between us

Once more my eye seeks the horizon

To find it is no longer there

I have drifted out on golden wings

To meet you in the evening sun

 

Collette O’Mahony

June 2017