A Future Promise

Hope everyone had a great Christmas. Now moving on to what I normally do :)

Oddly, it was place and not a person (or a specific person at least) that inspired the following poem. I find that the serenity of a place can do as much as any other form of inspiration, sometimes more so. And I have found, as I have gotten older, that my romanticism is just as bound to place as it is the idea of romantic/courtly love. Perhaps it is my view on the universe itself that has changed this. Anyway, what follows is the result of such a view, emotion of hope and future mixed with the ideal of place.

'A Future Promise'

The beauty of dawn long ago
would not...
compare to what I have seen.
An instant, all it took;
a connection joined between the seconds
reaching into the depths of this soul.

A world born in a universe past
could not...
bespeak the enfolding joy,
a word or two remembered
through the memory of tomorrow
waiting beyond a veil of stars.

This simple emotion meant for other days
should not...
drive into the core of my being.
A wonder beyond hope,
a saddening, frightful reminder
of this life I so long for,
resting upon that distant shore.

C.