Ah, Sigh Poem by Dijon Noble

In my thought I picture you with me, and my intent brought you within close proximity.

To look at you causes longing and the will to freely hear of the pain you are holding, although your laughter causes tranquility to be brought before me.

I may revivify your mind's eye through a words pronouncement, your eyes hold within them love for me in contrast to your heartless actions.

But my attachment to you is fertile like soil and unconditioned, but what you bring to me instead of growth is the stress of your accumulated experiences.

Open your emotions to me and may the release of your tears bring you within reach of relief, you are like arid land which through lack of care became desolate, so how I longed for rain to come giving of life alleviating the pain life has brung.



~Dijon Noble~