Crystal Blue Ethereal Flame

In my mind there is a picture
long faded but revisited more
than daily

Trying to explain how something
lost once and never found can be
lost again. This is something that
happens yet it’s hard to talk about

Holding on to a remnant of life force
not my own used to be enough. It was
always better to have the accompaniment
of a ghost than to have nothing at all.

I remember the night her spirit left
telling me I was where I was supposed
to be, and everything seemed good

Nearly six years have passed since,
and it’s crazy to feel such a need
as to take flight into the astral
plains in search of a kind spirit
holding in her hand the remnant of
life force captured in an amethyst
dragon claw. The very one I gave
back over half a decade ago.

This is the final ingredient needed
to conjure her spirit back to this
dimension. Yet the problem that
has presented itself is within the
crystal grid, where a single loadstone
lies broken from a failed attempt
leaving a disconnected moonstone
out of balance and power

Days fall off the calendar like leaves
from trees during the autumn equinox
while from behind closed eyes faint
fires burn in another realm.

There will only be one chance to get
this right so I cannot rush in thinking
that I have the power within to solely
make this jump and land in the right
place and time

Certain things have to line up
like the beam of light from a
full moon touching sacred water
just after Venus, Mercury, and Mars
have shown themselves in the same

Time is running short but cannot be
rushed or it will stand still which is
out of the question. Time must be
moving in order to jump far enough
forward to land in the same breath
where we last left off

The only danger in this, even if it is
done correctly, is that there can be
an ever so slight chance that my
memory of the last six years could
be erased.

All things considered it’s a chance
I have to take. In my mind there is
a picture and whether it’s the blue
fire of her ethereal appearance or
the crystal blue of her earthly existence
I long to look deeply into her eyes


for Mikki one amazing friend RIP it’s been too long

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