Barbara Villabol

I asked the universe for you.
I described you. I put in my request.

Compassionate
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He was a man I found
As friend and lover as
One I could open myself to
Intellect, heart, eros.
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Countless breaths in eighty years
Gave voice to
Reproach, complaint
Anger, envy and scorn
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A warm blanket
You said I am a warm blanket for
You
That so often you had
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Sunlight is intermittently dimmed
Then bright
Clouds of impermanence
Drift away in the light of your smile
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A shadow, an echo
A haunting wind blows
Unexpected, bittersweet
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The blue slate surface
Of a great river
I observe and admire
Each morning as I travel
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Walk like an Indian
Quietly, no silently
I am behind you
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Brown orb
Looks at me
My reflection visible in the cornea
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I feel the wind shifting
Is it time to tack?

You will sail to another shore soon
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Two ships sailing in traverse navigation,
Which of us sent out a signal first?

Wind, waves, sun, ocean spray
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There were old growth trees and shrubs
Some were memories worth keeping
Some were diseased
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The wedding ring I gave you
Sits on my dresser
Where you left it
Two years ago
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Upon bright blue
A sail boat
Above,
Clearest sky of lighter hue
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I gazed at the perfect circle of your blue iris
First one, then the other
And I saw my reflection
Your eyes shone with attraction, affection
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Their lives came together
Wine by the seaside
Hands entwined
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Space, light, energy, life, love
Is that God?
I pray, I ask, I am granted
Love, discernment, wisdom beyond myself
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First words, speak those first words
In that first language
Of loving and
Being loved
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A curtain of shy caution lightly veils the window
Draw it back and see the deep blue of an early evening sky
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Time waits for no one, spinning in place,
making no changes, keeping the pace,
sorrow so quiet, hardly showing a trace,
sapping your passion, keeping you complacent,
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