It would be nothing less than a lie
to deny that I am missing you.
But my heart is all right.

You are so far from me.
Yet your very essence is ever present.
Still, my heart is all right.

Flashes of you consume
the empty spaces between my thoughts.
Nevertheless, my heart is all right.

I remember…

Your spirit painted me daily with
showers of warm illumination.
Our yokes were equivalent.

Your soul serenaded my mind daily with
octaves of fresh melodic notes.
Our yokes were identical.

Your body ignited mine daily with
physical expressions of love wrapped in love.
Our yokes were the same.

A perfect complement lost…

Well, I removed the coat of my anger,
and I’m past the storm of my denial.
I worked to get my heart to the place of “all right”.

Understand that I am beyond my songs of pain,
and I am over the chasm of my depression.
I want you to know that my heart is indeed all right.