It is beauty
it is peace
it is poetry by sun’s first light
it is winter awaiting spring
and cold softening
into welcome chill.

It is Death awaiting love; love awaiting death.

It is beauty, it is peace
it is the melancholy of the soul.
The beauty of illegible words
scribbled onto perfumed parchment.

It is shadow seeking light
and solitude seeking comfort.
It is the red, red rose,
in black gloved hands
and an icy chill upon the air.

It is tranquility
it is despair
it is warmth
it is substance
it is complete
it is life
it is death;
it is love, and therefore pure.

Death awaiting love,
hiding, prowling
inconsolable in the collection of shadow
beyond the subconscious.

Red petals against white lips
it is blue tears
masked in a transient gray face
and a black wail.

It is vision restored to the sightless,
giving in to bright confusion
with longings to retreat.
It is ink without words
but never words without meaning;
vacant of a promise never given.

It is moonlight on the water
the heart’s requiem,
a sonata,
with a soul the only instrument
that is ever truly played.

Loneliness in love
and the love of loneliness.

It is poetry at midnight,
by moonlight
a reverie of things
elegant and refined.
A classic collection of gentile souls
as they are torn apart,
asunder.

Thin hair wisps lost
amongst sightless faces
head, defeat-bowed
tear stained face
pale, broken, delicate.

Death awaiting love,
love awaiting death.

Ringlets of light escaping for the first time
giving hints of a scene
tinted in heartache
stained with regret,
promises wept to deaf ears
like the music
full of life
if only someone had breathed it in a little sooner.

It is a godless sky
striking fear into a godless man
without having ever made a sound.
It is fire in the throat of a man
who has lost his voice
but not his soul.
And a love waiting by the dying embers
of life
to see her hope once more.

Rain on the roof
and fire by the rivers edge
it is the moonlight that accentuates
and complicates
with cold illuminations
gives meaning to the night and shadow
so that one may find the rose.