Let Me Cry for a While

Eyes peeping

through the keyhole,

I can’t see the future.

Worried with fear of

approaching battle,

whispers of prayers

escape my steeple.

Loved one struggling,

holding on to dust,

splendid suns

setting on another shore.

Breezes promise to lift up

to peaceful skies.

Let me cry for a while

a part of the plan.

Worry not of future

and enjoy the now,

love will gently take

tired breath away.

Beams of gilded light

beckon with

deathly brilliance,

memories murmur

within my solitude.

Ocean waves glide in

and flow back out

Worry is brushed

with angel wings.