Journey

When sullen nights obscured the way
to somewhere, you were there:

We slept in empty fields to find warmth.

We walked through ancient towns:

         Some just barely alive
         others on the verge of death.
         While others waiting their turn.

We were together hand-in-hand
beneath the blood moon, in the fifth direction.

When the bones of my feet ached, the will to stand
gone, you were there to gently push me.

When the storm pounded the mountains around us
the rain falling unbroken, you were there:

         After it passed you payed tricks
         with my eyes you blinded me
         as you darted between the clouds.

When the sky cleared and the earth shouted
We danced like idiots
for the joy to be alive.

I could not see you, but I could feel you
in my heart, in my breath, in my eyes.