Searching for light in this beloved face,
And well-remembered passion
Lost in the present
The presence of light
Still under the surface
Still sending small glimmers upward
Sometimes these storm clouds
Float far enough away
And a small patch of blue smiles,
Or a sunset glows in orange and red
Fading so breathtakingly soon back into deep purple
Then midnight blue and gray once more.
Searching for light in this beloved face
Grieving in place
