were complete,
thorough and cleansing
I followed
the urge to purge..
I had cleaned for weeks
finally sent you packing.
Now that I am traveling,
I peaked
at the sliver of the moon.
It is silver…
Just as the moon shape so long ago.
On the out house door
no further back than that..
It was on your crest
of your shield
as you rode off
to fight for the holy grail.
You stopped at my gate.
You asked for my blessing.
I was honoured to do so.
This lifetime,
when I saw you again,
I knew you only be
with me a short time….
Always riding off
to another crusade
or to fight another war.
Always looking for another
Always asking the woman at the gate
To give her blessings.
To always wait.
Ride on young seeker ride on.
She has gone
from your memories.
She has gone
in the night.
She is no longer
available to you in the dreams.
Ride on,
until you reach
the sliver of silver of the moon in the stream.
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