massive
the dotted lines the swallows flew
looping like an '&'
eloping like a thread
across the green smudged sky
wing to wing like lovers do
into the tall limbed grove
its translucent trunks
washed in the thinnest ivory
lie parallel to defy the backwashed
cinnabar rolling hills that
cascade off in subtle hues cerulean
and vie the arcane timbers
for the scattered distance
two lovers stood amid that grove
one standing on a stump to kiss the other
whilst a ray soaked in the presence
of the purity of that moment
shone in yellow like a torch
the light whose mass the harmony of that love
is remembered in your image
and in the song of distant places
in what seems long ago
in a clearing the crudest boat on earth
awaits to take you somewhere on a journey
a journey through the Saturn's and the Neptune's far
beyond the call of physicality
and though your ashes and your bones
are leavened here in life anew
in blue bells slips and lovely woodland things
your very essence is with the stars
i will find you i will find you
just be patient as the massive force
of life is so slow in turning