T(r)oy's Marbles
tomorrow morning
tomorrow morning
You’ll breathe slowly
in hopes that the seconds
will shuffle
And I’ll pray
hopeful again
knowing that
Eternity is beyond time
and a minute is a year
and touching you is
like meeting God
and each second with you
is enough
is enough
is enough
You’ll lay shiftless
like a child
waiting soundless for birth
under the womb of covers
warm and home
and I imagine
I’ll be steady,
my heart sure,
my legs strong
my head high
all because of you
warm and home
my love
and the kids
will climb into bed
like rock climbers
and we are the boulders
and the safety rope
is his security blanket
unraveled yet trusty
and they will be
silent and half naked
and on vacation
and you’ll open your arms
wide
as if you’re God
embracing the stars
and I’ll shed a tear
because the ground’s throat
cracked
while you were gone
and my heart is in mine
and even though
we’ll be laying side by side
we’ll be one
tomorrow morning
by Troy Cady
poetry | Comments (2) | October 11, 2006
Comments
I can't think of a more beautiful welcome home.
I love you.
Posted by: Heather at October 12, 2006 01:50 PM
This is beautiful, Troy. Splendid. Amazing...
Just like my friend Heather.
Posted by: relevantgirl at October 13, 2006 10:57 AM