The Joining Equation

I have come a long way 
From when you used to greet me 
In a photograph.
The words have healed the time itself. 
Worship is still valued 
The stone-god speaks 
In the language of emotions. 
Eyes reach the height of ecstasy 
And joyful tears roll. 
Each day a new beginning wakes up 
When I rise after the eternal silence
Of the deep night. 
Your shared affections 
Remains in memories of touch. 
An attire of heaven 
In a spring of hell. 
The cloak of white 
Hiding the darker spots and shades. 
The color that combines 
Shakes happiness and sorrowful tunes 
In a same jar. 
Nothing joins 
When you don't learn
The pain to break.