The Ancient Gaze

as featured on BBC Upload 26/10/23

You can make poetry of them but it seems it won’t bring them back.

I suppose it was worth a try...

There once was a young woman with an ancient gaze and an affinity to the sky,

She turned to the songbirds, have I told you the story, the story of days gone by.

Well I hope you’re sitting comfortably, for it’s time to begin,

Let me tell you the story, the story of him.

He was like the silence of the stars, a remarkable and inimitable tune,

His humility stretched beyond galaxies, as we danced under the adoration of the moon.

His phantasmagorical ability to show stubborn hearts the universe does in fact soften after all,

Could only be likened to the magic of time, and of space, I suppose that’s the magic of it all.

His celestial capacity to reach hearts was believed to be wise and most probable,

Whilst his desire to reach the stars as Maya said was ambitious, but in his case I rather thought plausible.

His story was a masterpiece painted from the galactic palette of hope and power,

His kindness was woven through the cosmos, blooming like the ethereal flower.

He was a timeless pioneer, without tether to a quantifiable other,

He made waves, crossed boundaries, divided one universe, from another.

His light was perpetual, illuminating the axis on which passion and potential are defended,

But he leaves me lost in the dark, lost because his story ended.

What happened to the dancing? the songbirds would say,

What happened to the story, how could his light just fade away?

The young woman said, that’s what people do, an unfortunate rule we all obey,

Stars fade, people go, but the stories find a place to stay.

He was but a story, a story in her heart,

But there he’ll always be, for death do us not part.

There once was a young woman with an ancient gaze and an affinity to the sky,

She was unable to let go, let go of days gone by.

How do I know of her, the young woman who is lost and shackled by the loneliness of time,

I know of her because, of course, that ancient gaze is mine.

The Ancient Gaze - Written By Lucy Matthews 1/06/23