Hush Pretty Baby - today's thoughts

I created this proem while I was at the beach this afternoon.  A sunny day, written after a swim.  I've disabled comments although page views are visible and always more frequent just after I post a new blog, so thanks!    This is in memory and with hope.

Hush Pretty Baby

I searched for you

In swirled vibrant neon rose

And pastel lavender clouds

Of a sunset at Spring equinox.

I tracked your messages

In ever increasing light

Where small town hotels

Embraced us with mountainous arms

To nestle in emerald rain, -

And smooth valley ghost roads

Led south in June’s mist.

I missed you as I followed symbols –

Icons like road maps

And signs with your initials

Leading me on, to find you.

We walked on the bridge,

Along steel rails, a wide melting ribbon

Below us, a liquid memory of hills

With white sunshine massaging our drained eyes

As we looked up at parting clouds, briefly

A shielded hope in shades of blue.

I wondered if this was the place you sensed

Distant trains vibrating the metal guard rails.

I found you, connected in a room dark

With infant beginnings while skies outside

Could not hold soaked air another minute

And released clear metallic pearls heavily,

Steadily upon the roof of our hushed refuge.

I saw your head just barely thrown back

When I spoke, - you like the guy in an armchair

For that ad about amplified speakers

Where his hair is blown back with sound

And I knew you recognized something

In my voice, a wave length

And the night was a dream –

High spirited, tender, noble – a gift

From ancient ones who granted a corridor

Of metal and rain and such brilliant green

To bathe our vision in comfort

Of chlorophyll and oxygen breathed

With sighs of relief, no more jagged crying.

We left, created distance

On a fortunate turn

Winding along silver listening water

As I whispered your name

Near the place of jeweled skin.

We backtracked, driving through a place

Of pastures never ending, where baby llamas

With clean coats of fleecy beige

Curiously watched this single car, briefly

From their heavenly playground of new tall grass.

This was new green, this was new life

And for the first time

I understood our true code

                                                Rewritten, spoken with love in fields of paradise.

A photo with my cellphone yesterday - a linden tree, fragrant in bloom with butterfly - in my yard.