Amicale

Lake-side, Rainy May late evening

 

A need to feel the evening make its rounds

A need to be out of my own mind sounds

Which rain my stomach with these grey cloud thoughts

Here I came, for its inner peace I sought

The day was long, how engagement was forced

But work throws back its satisfaction's source

Lunch brought nourishing light within my sight

Conversation had its intellect bright…

In a moment, a turn, a knifing shudder

My lunch companion became another

I saw it there, in the blink of an eye

Words to her mind had caste its ugly dye

Coloured her eye, reflecting only rain

For now, I know it is her inner pain

Oh Time and Place, how you can me restrict

Pelt us in to this confusing dark mix

This time and place only words can I share

Only words, only words, her soul to bare

Only the minimum to caste its dye

Like poison it enters and her mind cries.

It rains hard, my window screen steamed up

Windows now closed, nature has supped

All 'round is green, a light smoky soft mist

The rain on my roof smacks its wet kiss

I look out in philosophical smile

Enjoy to stare bare like a stressless child

This is a pleasure in silence I share

Send to you in these words I do so dare.

To travel in silence and share this scene

It is there for you, in your mind can be seen

Take time to mind back, yourself to be

Float on lake water, surf out to blue seas

Give to one's spirit this wordless deep whole

Floating calm, calm, calm to one's very soul

Steven Purcell