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