Through mist
through fire
through time and space,
murky visions
fill the landscape.
Shapes wafting to and fro.
always out of reach.
Tantalizing whispers
of secrets they keep.
Who are you?
Why do you still haunt me?
What must I do
to be free of you?
My gift might be
to see you here,
to help you move
to the place you hold dear.
Where peace enfolds you
eternal sleep revered.
But I beg of you
Leave me be
I have no room
No more capacity
To bear all your sorrows
your spite
your dreams.
To show you the way
only to have you refuse
and stay.
Please, for all I hold dear
leave me in peace
or my end
will be near.
Copyright 2024 Heidi Barnes
To See What I See 