Night Cry

Night Cry

I cried to the Nightwind.
She did not know my name.
I called to the sky.
The stars would not shine.

I plead with the moon,
It passed unheeding,
I prayed to my gods.
Silence answered me.

I searched for you in all
the familiar places.
I looked in vain for your
face in all the crowds.

I watched you smile in the
corner of a memory.
I heard you laugh in a
remembered conversation.

I listened to your heart beat
through the muffled filter of time.
I danced with you in a fantasy
of spontaneous choreography.

I waited for the dawn to evaporate
my anguish with the morning dew.

My wait was in vain.  The sun
rose, the dew was taken,
and still, I stood in the morning sun
waiting to grasp a hand
that was not there.