I still cry out for you.

February 3

I still cry out for you.

It's been ten thousand years,
And I still remember.

I remember the stars in your hair,
Glittering with the promise of another Way.

I remember your laugh,
Echoing down the chasm of my Being.

I remember the ivy on your back,
Growing down to Heaven.

I remember your hands,
The hands that forged the First Sword.

But most of all,
I remember your promise
To return.

And still I wait.