you asked me to hold your hand-
and little did I know-
that you would end up,
in the end –
the holder of my heart…

listen now,
if you will.
peace,
just – be still!
I thought I heard you calling out my name,
carried in the wind…

silence now,
no rain,
no storm;
nothing to invade the reverence of this moment.

so soft –
your voice.
no louder than angels wings.
your words,
however,
strong arms wrapped tight around my heart,
promising me,
together again we will be,
in just a little while…