A Moment's Eternity


I felt the air grow heavy that night.
The mist lacing through midnight velvet.
Moonlight threading through trees of gold.
And spirits lurking where shadows,
would not dare.

I walked streets with no direction.
Avenues lined with slumbering jasmine
The wind screaming fiercely,
and then suddenly still.

The eve was early,
but as timeless as your soul.
And the familiarity of the scent
hanging on invisible threads around me
sent me on a journey to centuries ago.

The veil between this time and then,
so thin it was torn by breath alone.
I touched my heartbeat once again
and for an instant broke that sacred rule,
thought of my loved ones
of how they'd mourned.

But crimson tears will heal no wounds,
nor open now still eyes.
My past is ancient.
My future eternal.
My will no longer mine.

For when the winter winds do come,
with a bite deeper than my own,
I find a path back to this place,
and wait to hear your call

Copyright © 2005, Kim Campbell