CHIMES


At the dawn of my imagination
I walk to the shore.
She waits, silent
Ever still, crying out.

The dungeon
Which is my heart,
Seeks light through
The twilight of my mind.

I try to reach out and
Touch her ,
In her stillness
She moves away.

She is mine and
I have always been hers.
In a moment, she stretches
For the sky.

Life, animation
And the dream becomes
Reality,
My heart released.

Raindrops gently falling
On wooden shingles
The air motionless
Window half open to the night
I lay awake
Wind chimes sound
Peaceful
Above me she appears
Blue shimmering light
Eyes of purest white
Wings that cover the room

Then swoops down to embrace me
I feel her without touch
She is a part of me
Her voice reaches
Inside to where
No one has been before
All my secrets revealed
I feel no shame
As she exposes me to night

I release the pain
That has been hidden
For so long it has no name
Eternity passes with a wink
Still she holds me
I can not move
But there is no fear
Peace as I have never known
I think she will not leave
But she flies toward the window
Again the chimes sound


Michael V Hechtman