[ SciFi & Fantasy ] The Door Into Summer

      
Waking  
upon sandy shore          
         
Safe haven  
of the Barn?  
No more      
      
Amidst ruin wrought by        
The Hunter's meteor storm          
             
Lighthouse stands         
still and tall          

above  
a secret door  
          
On the other side        
I can almost hear him call      
           
warm upon my skin  
his touch  
      
Long lost Love  
wading for me in the tide            
     
It's all  
way too much!        
           
In how many of these troubled times          
have we ended up here?          
Difficult it is to say          
         
How can one uncover          
the people we were before          
without knowing who we are today?          
           
Forever finding ourselves     
for better or for worse 
   
always discovering too late     
wishing to wipe clean this slate          
         
Your troubles  
are my curse