Air Castles II: Mizpah

The LORD watch between  
me and thee, when we are  
absent one from another.
~ Genesis 31:49
 
Come, share Blackstar of anise  
through the distance with me,  
maybe some music and poetry;
or, perhaps sacred silence instead.
The magic of stained glass would
playfully contrast the adolescent  
cartoons translated in Spanish; our
laughter would stain the hardwoods,
and the tea from between our lips too.
If our hearts should burst and elope
from a continental divide of absence,
let their direction be Love, that Love  
lead them through this Lenten desert;
their thoughts be joy, that joy manifest
an oasis from their mirage’d illusion;  
their intentions be pure, that purity
is garnered from a painful loneliness;
and their dreams believe in promises,  
that through belief promises return
in color, as an old Polaroid that faded  
in a drawer now clearly redeveloping.  
~