I saw in dreams  her face was lost and gone

I saw, while half asleep,  her face was gone
She faded, like the river mist  at  dawn,
From the gallery of my sacred ones

Ungrounded by the loss, fearful, forlorn,
Skinless like a worm  picked off a lawn,
I saw, while half asleep,  her face was gone

Do not leave me, do not my love scorn
Lost and gone are my beloved ones
I  am human in both ghost and form

Heart constricted, lungs  convulsed with pain
Haunted and bereft of human warmth
I saw, while half asleep,  her face was gone

I shall have no mother but that one
Now I have become a dried out corm
Lost and gone are all my  precious ones

Like a little leaf from its plant torn
Gnawed by slugs,  fragmented  till unborn
I saw, while half asleep,  all trace was gone
In  the  holy space of my  heart’s ones