beneath that faithless sky

On the night we squeezed hands to say goodbye
the heavens were bruised so deeply
that I thought they shouldn’t heal.
Such a sky I shall never witness again.
The violet whispered of our memories.
The cornflower blue whispered of our sadness.
The indigo whispered of our fears.
The tangerine whispered of our hopes.
The coral whispered of our regrets.
The copper whispered of our pain,
and in those fretful moments before you
flew away into the blinding blackness
the scarlet wept in ecstasy of our love.  
Our life, our sweetness, and our hope
do you now walk beneath that faithless sky? 
And is there anyone more sorrowful than I?

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At one time, I thought that I might want to submit this for publication somewhere, but then I realized that I wrote this only for my mother and for myself.  I share it with you now.

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