Without You

The world goes on 

without you, my love, 

the sun always rises 

in early morning oranges

but it is a darker place 

without you, my love,

and the sunsets are 

grayed by sorrow.

The oceans remain

without you, my love,

the tide still teases

each sandy shore salty,

but it is a quieter place

without you, my love, 

and the seagulls are 

silent with longing. 

The mountains still stand

without you, my love,

the peaks still scrape

the bluest skies white,

but it is a harder climb

without you, my love, 

and the air hangs thin

with weariness. 

The stars will shine

without you, my love, 

the moon still reflects

the bright sun, 

but it is a colder place

without you, my love, 

and my hope is as

distant as stars.