Sparkatale

Springtime Valediction

 

We parted then,

One sunset path,

With springtime snow

Of cherry-blossoms

Covered, underfoot. 

 

One figure stood,

Unmoving,

Another walked away,

Its tragic path still

Treading. 

 

The colours of

The long daylight

Faded as the night

Took hold and dew

Fell softly down. 

 

And the ground,

Once wet with tears

In winter shed,

Then dried beneath

The springtime sunlight,

 

Then softened with the dew,

And that place

Once frozen by the frosts

Became then so inviting

In the warm late-springtime evening. 

 

And as that figure vanished

On to lonelier destinies,

The first then headed homewards,

Lit by gentle candlelight,

As the path continued on. 

 

And the figure sang a song,

A tearful valediction

For the other one,

Who vanished from the home

To which the first figure returned. 

 

And the springtime air remained

As the cherry blossoms fell,

And the memory of that other figure

Vanished in the moonlight, beneath

The springtime cherry-blossom carpet. 

 

2/5/19