Bubble of Illusion - More of You

When thoughts cease to flow, where does ego go. - Unseeking Seeker As your mind betrays, you are here yet so far away. Days, ashy and gray, stagnate, and I am left to sift through thoughts that sputter, disconnected in the distance of your dimming gaze. Above quivering lips, your bleary eyes glaze and blur the lines between illusions and truth. There, your dreams drift off and deflate. Where I search for you, I find my hidden heartache. Today, I catch a glimpse of you caught in a push and pull of id and ego, past and present, the struggle of it all on display. (I dry your tears.) Other days, I see my own flaws and failings as I reach out to you time after time in your descent. (I dry my tears.) Some days, I find my strength bubbling to the surface of you, and you briefly find you. And now I, in scarlet, watch over your slumber. Sleepless, I am lost in depths of onyx night, mindful that morning’s saving light may once again turn to grays of lost images. I wonder if you feel my love in your restless sleep. I wonder if you feel moments of peace. I imagine that I am, to you, just a stranger, a friendly wave on the other side of your fence, or when needed, the flicker of a lantern on your darkening trail. At most, I am a fleeting memory who sees myself in you more clearly - So much in life depends upon our own reflection in another’s eyes, even in the distance. Date: 5/19/22 Contest: Bubble of Illusion Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker