Love Poem On The Other Side Of Morning by Silvia Hartmann

Poem

On The Other Side Of Morning

by Silvia Hartmann

Write me a poem
Write me a song
make it loud and make it strong
declare your future, yours and mine.

Fall on me in
in sweetest wisdom
words which float beneath the tides
and all we hear is waves
that rush and whisper
ancient knowledges
again and yet again
they stand.

You walk the shore
you walk to water’s edge
and those who know
they listen with their feet
their wing tips touching
tiny bubbles, foam and
swiftly, all that wonderment
is nothing more but here and now –

We enter there
and there lies grace itself revealed,
revered and so beloved -
oh, what can I say to you?

How can I call your name
in such a way that you will
turn your head upon
your slender neck -
skywards you gaze
seawards you gaze
the breeze is lifting up your hair –
ah, come to me
beloved child of stony shores
of lonely nights,
of summers that were never bright!

Now raise your wings and feel
the lifting, feel the rushing,
come to me my love, my only one!

Don’t heed the voices in your head
that tell you there is nothing there
that you will soon exhaust yourself
in endless search again –

My child of beauty, come to me,
steadfast your heart and rising from within,
the deepest hunger, longing, desperation
for your journey home to me.

I need you too, your youth and beauty,
I need your glorious wings to stroke my skin –
rise!

Rise, fly and close your eyes,
my call to you will bring you home.

Don't seek a lighthouse
nor an island in the stormy sea
instead you see
a mirror in the sky
clear silver blue
and that will be your portal –

I await you
on the other side
of morning.

© Silvia Hartmann 2003