vigil (reworked)

spilling emotions
Held in check
hands steadfastly
Worry beading
for safe passage
palms loosely lying
half shell
Ready to gently cup the bird
Leaving its cage, finally
Love’s strong ties
Never wholly untie
I still see that gentle face
Brows furrowed awaiting
Our safe return and a rush
Of tenderness floods my being
unspooling stiffened
upper lip
and I realize
I too am that patience
stilled and also the beloved
wanderer straying at whim’s

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