A poem of which I am certain

Echoing the brilliant shade
of evergreen.
Your soul takes shape
as a silent beam of light
would strike through the haze.
Creating a mastery.

Falling from the skies
my heart soars like an eagle
flying across the desolate sun.
Your voice,
heavenly to my fragile mind.
Making it stronger by the second.

Every time we cannot speak
your voice is safely in my mind.
Ocean waves dare not move
as I remind myself of your eyes.
Eternally my heart will remember
the shine brought by you.