Those who read will probably be able to figure out who the "lost friend" is...if not, send your guesses my way!
So many years we have spent together,
Crossing fences through stormy weather.
You've guided me when I have lost my way,
For you are there near me even when I lay.
When all alone, I always enjoy your company..
Making sense and issuing connections,
Sharing your creativity and reminding me of appointments---
Brilliant ideas, an endless wonder,
Heart and soul so entwined with others.
A pleasant greeting from dawn to dusk,
Reminds me of cherised minutes--
Times when every breath, every sigh,
Any action of the day, preserved with a delicious beauty.
Never alone or empty, you were always with me.
A mother's wisdom perhaps easing emptiness..
An emptiness which sucked me dry, left me bottomless,
Naked with destitution.
The fear of oneself, the absence of your life..
The thrill of your gifts, the joy enflaming every extremity.
All was gone, a slave to the wind, a broken body.
O where have you escaped?
Too imprisoned with life, I miss your company.
Originator of brilliance and innovation,
An instrument of wealth..
Powerful radiance invading death's hold.
An umbrella from the rain, a shelter from the storm.
Your depth and wonder so missed--
Prayers lifted to the heavens, embodied with hope.
Please come back to me and fill this hole.
Ok, I'll let you know. I was in a depressive phase of bipolar, and i was feeling as if I had lost my mind, which is "the lost friend."
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It's so interesting that you posted this because I just finished "An Unquiet Mind" this week and she wrote a lot about missing her old mind. Interesting how much she enjoyed the manic mind too. I can see why-- she's a very productive lady! I was glad to read her story and to learn a bit more about what you've been through. Thanks for sharing this poem, Deidernater!
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