I can say it, and that seems to get the message across. But all the rest of my love just falls flat.
The author and site owner can be reached at leeundercedartrees@gmail.com.
I can say it, and that seems to get the message across. But all the rest of my love just falls flat.
You, far away,
have uncurled your fist for the gentle one
who travels so far,
day after day,
to climb into your palm.
I’ll sit at the table.
I’ll eat the dinner, I’ll listen to the conversation.
I’ll unwrap gifts along with the others.
I’ll be there, but there’ll be moments where I’ll realize it will be a tiny bit different this time around.
…
We once spoke of ashes, of cinders
left behind in lightning-ravaged woods.
You questioned how you would rise from
your forest floor.
…
Moonlight on blue ice:
No one remains forever
No love eternal
Two stars twinkling, twirling
To and fro, near and far
Falling to earth from steel in the clouds
Weaving in and out of each others’ embrace
…
Three in the morning
The cat is grooming herself
My only company
Husband wide awake
…
The universe inhales softly
They look at you with wonder
You’re gently blessed with what they will
…
May you write
And write
And write
Until you fill pages first
Then books
Leaf after leaf, spun between fingertips
So many that one could take months or years to read them
May your heart’s desire accept them all
October 25, 2025
The night sky is falling
It will never stop falling
Until our universe flees
may your love continue to grow
as the same deep sky falls over us
again
and again
and again
October 21 – 25, 2025