Sitting here alone
Window seat watching
Clouds float by
Distracted by voices
Behind in front
Catching the occasional
Peel of laughter
Reminding me of
Yours as clouds
Float on by
But this time
You’re in front
Of me out
There beyond clouds
Waiting for me
And the laughter
That I hear
Now high above
Clouds that float
Float on by
Will soon soon
My love be
Replaced by your
Very own glee
As you run
Abandonedly towards me
Beneath the clouds
Clarity is hard
Oh my God
It’s hard knowing
Understanding these things
While all others
Flit and fly
About knowing nothing
Bumping into others
Casually saying hello
I do find
My Heaven in
Others for what
I see in
Them is nothing
Short of angelic
From a distance
For who but
God dare to
Touch an Angel
It is time
To put away
All my toys
To stop imagining
What could be
And finally accept
What will be
And never ever
Actually was except
In the cruel
Minds of children
My fear of
What I eventually
Had to do
Was far worse
Than the thing
That I did
For when done
What was once
Fear turned immediately
Into my relief
As though for
So long I
Being a child
Had held my
Breath in some
Desperate hope of
Being noticed and
Now at long
Last I being
The man that
I had hoped
You would be
Finally breathe again
Such is this
Thing called goodbye
It is only
When you turn
Your attention away
From yourself do
You truly love
It is only
When then there
You stand naked
Against the elements
Of abject uncertainty
Can you even
Utter the words
I love you
It is then
When you abandon
Yourself making someone
Certainly more important
Than even you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 