The Courtyard

Out in the stone courtyard

Waiting

You’re right there on the other side

Your world beyond you

Hidden in sun and shade and the whisper of a thousand plants.

What would I find

If I were there

Closer

Accepted

Even invited?

Have weeds overrun your garden?

Or is all beautiful

Tranquil

As alive as ever?

A barrier of sunlight

Has come between us

And I can’t come in.

All I can do is

Wait

For you to come and see me

In this stone-flagged neutral zone

Outside both our lives

And our hearts.

 

Copyright 2016 Andrea Lundgren

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