I see the star and the crescent
and the increasing distance
today and the day before.
And I think of you and me
and of the distance we share.
The sweet distance
that lets us go over
the memories that it froze,
the memories that we both own
one each with each other.
Between you and me,
distance and memories
instill faith and hope,
and string together--us,
the past, and the future.
4 comments:
Too good. :-)
Thank you very much! :-)
What's lost in the stringing together is the "present"...and ultimately that's all we have in spite of the mind flights:) ...I hear the yearning!
Hey ther! Welcome home and thanks for your comment! :-)
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