Souls And Skies

High above where dreams do linger
in the region of these sleepless nights,
climbing beyond the horizon,
we reach the place of memories
and swim amongst their depths.
Shaded from the views
we touch each fragment
as if for the first time,
the senses aware of starlight
piercing the heart
to let in the goodness of now
and we gather the tiny beams in our net
as they spill out like water
to the earthly floor below
we laugh then
for we can.
How high do we travel
beyond the solid maze of everyday,
weaving in and out,
remembering the finer points
when least expected,
faces familiar before us
we grant ourselves reprieve from sorrow
to fall into a gentle place,
a space moving constantly
from mood to sighs,
we come home to our heart
a little more whole than before,
a bit more of everything
that we finally allowed
to be a part,
that we now embrace
as who we have become.