Visionary
I am a visionary
Not one that plans for the future
But instead, can picture something perfectly
My vision isn't 20/20
But I can push away the fuzz
The blurred colors and shaking lines
Like a bird flying from wire to quivering wire
I can see the choir singing gently to the sky
A tree falling in a forest
Even if it does not make a sound
A breath which can cause earthquakes
And split mountains in two
But there is one thing I could never picture
Never lay down and see in the dark abyss of my closed eyelids
My vision never more blinded by a salty sea
Than when you had died
I have always been a visionary
But in those moments
I could not imagine the way you fell
Body dropping lifelessly
To let flowers grow around you
Soil tugging you into the earth
The dirt like dead hands of the underworld
Reaching out and grasping
Your gasping last breath
The final movement you drew
That shook my entire world
And turned my life blue
Vision swirling like a whirlpool
Caused by a silent tree
And the flapping of wings