Lost

In the stillness of the night I look for you.
Keep myself quiet in pursuit of my search.
I hold still like an owl awaiting its prey,
Keenly hiding behind the thick foliage of birch.

My words feel empty, my soul astray
My poetry lost like a pebble in the sea.
Oh, where to find you that I could not say.
As I lay awake at night, I hope I find thee.

It's been too long - oh, how long it's been!
But I neither have the power to keep you in,
Nor the strength to set you free.
Oh, how I wish that you'd only see!

So tonight before the last light is put out
I whisper a wish to the cool night breeze.
That if in my dreams I don't find you,
Will you come find me please?