Computers & Technology

Remember Me

As a leaf water drops on a lily in rain and a thought or a humming melody sings the remembrance of love, a picture, a dream of a time that was shared, spanned twisted and shrunk blown away by the wind the ghost butterflies in wildflowers a-field and a tomorrow that dies in a storm blowing sand and saltwater on this window to your mind can you hear me calling?

This day is effortless and it's futile, we see--
yet together we sit and eat fruit, and talk about chance encounters in Japanese-
this day is not turned into a frightful landscape;
that part at least is clear.

I shall never hear the ocean speak the same words

I may never see the sun split sky in darkness and light,
warmth and rain
this half of the sky yours, this half mine,
drawing on the sand was never so much fun.
And if it is hard to breathe don't blame me,
that the view is beauty-ful though we had to climb
the summit of this mountain to reach
I still hold your hand and would do it again
in an instant--
this is the nature of my memory.

The sky is filled with stars and so are witnesses to
a million trillion sighs of silence and scream
while the crisp cold air crushes time between wooden edifices and television-internet,
I can be trapped with you in any prison
You are still mi compañera

And so I recite my most exalted philosophy
that you and I only
know and don't betray
love is a nest with a small door
protected by a warrior king of beasts.

Remember this day when we share destiny
in the blink of one eye or in millennia to last
a castle of sand, on a cloud or a beach
keeps a secret, a sweet knowledge that warms a heart.

This day is colorful and eternal, familiar and close,
and in any water-mirror soul that we ever shall find
is reflected a bit of each other
like a familiar melody
or a place we have been

Remember this song, for it is the story of
You and I
as told and unfurled before the world
for the first grain of sand on the earth, or the last--
let the stars in the firmament write the lyrics,
and the music the sky.

I shall never sing a melody so sweet like your pupils spelled,
and the mellifluous nectar of your hair
curls of sexy
skin of rub-
words would be lies at approximating-- you

Remember this voice
which is tireless in filling the vacuum with the richness of your existence-
that screams in four directions for the wind to carry't
to places without hope
there is love in this world, and the next
there is love in this place
there is hope, there is love,
and in you I have it known for long

This day is endless with beginning
like the sky is vast, and
bright like the dawn promises the day
and the heat that the sun spills infinitely
when I wake am in love
still at night know no shelter warmer,
stronger than your arms
This I say this day and night, however long,
called life.

And if this day too shall pass
let no measured or idle cast
set a shadowed or darkened plight
this declaration upon my grave
I hath loved, and
forever shall
to never be diminished or denied.

Remember me when times are short and memory long,
when nights are weak, and the wind blows hard
and it is difficult to weep
and the sky is alight with stars that sing stories and lyrics
that remember me.

Remember me when it hurts to look back--
remember me when there is anger taking hospice inside,
remember and smile

Remember me when you have forgotten me
and can no longer recall
what remembering means
I will meet you again
and be friends and learn
to write all new dreams.

Remember me like this
saying exactly these words
and standing here,
just like this, just so
part of a beautiful landscape
that you painted and filled.

© 2004 Eduardo De León