Inexhaustible Voice

Sent to me
mere pieces
of a truth I couldn't hold.
Some essence
poured to paper,
ancients musing
to my soul.
Held them tight
pressed against
this beating (sure and strong).
As close to dreams,
(another dreamed)
destined to belong.

Some nights
I thought you'd see me
in suns
along your sky,
between the dark and darker
as day burned into night.
You'd know
(as love remembers).
This the sign
worth looking far,
was kept within each petal,
every sunrise
(every star).

Was only but for one
or two
questions still to ask,
lifetimes I was left
(without)
for one to bring me back.
For one to know
before I did,
would search for me
somewhere
with trust in lessons
(still to learn) -
in yesterdays
to share.

Tho waited long
(these pieces)
life becomes
as dreams revealed.
Essence swirled
in songs unheard
longing whispers (will).
Until I hear
another heart
pressed tender to my own,
will then
(at last) I understand
what you have (always)
known.