There Was A Time

 




       Like grains of sand...
                     my thoughts of you
                              wash.....across my mind,
                                     fading....in - and - out..
                      with the endless tide.

        Every now and then...
                     a poignant memory bobs
                         to the surface..............like a piece
                                     of driftwood......
        On its' journey, not knowing where
                     it is going..............and not caring,
                             just floating....with the tide.

        There was a time, when
                    we were lovers
                            and the thought never
                                 entered our minds......that
                we could part.
       
         We walked around these beaches
                     ..........laughing, playing
                             you splashed water into my eyes...
                                       and then ran.....laughing
          We had such fun then.

          The clouds remind me..........of you.
                   How you loved the clouds,
                           we would lay together for hours
                                       our imaginations
                  filling the time... with magical dragons,
                          eagles.........and elephants dancing.

 Love seemed so simple then,
                  it was so easy........for me to love you,
                           we were so open.......and
                                      so in love.

          And then the storms came.......
                  and our love.......was torn, shattered
                        each blow spinning us around....until
                               we reeled with the violence
               and collapsed....like a weather balloon
                           spiraling towards the earth.

           Our love was caught.......in the undertow,
                pulled us down........the sweetness gone
                           a gaping hole where my heart was.

           Now....I wander alone...breathing the cool most air,
                     watching seagulls dipping....soaring...
                          ...wiggling my toes in the warm
                 sand, wishing...
                           wondering what life could have
                                         been like...
                           if there had been no storm.

 

        

Kay Ekwall ©1998

                                        

 

 

 
 

 

 

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