and I feel your lips there.
The cool earth underfoot
between my toes
reminds me of
a new-old comfort
I've seen many times
in your gaze,
and I know where close to you is...
Your spirit fills me
like the smell of winter citrus
in the air,
And now, I sit upon this peak,
weary from this most recent leg
of my journey
and look upon birth
the world beginning over again
and in the sunrise
you are there.
I don't miss you any
less than before
only now, you are larger.
I feel you in the beginning
and the never end
the birth and
the eternal life.
and you are everywhere.
You are friend
nexxus
great love
teacher
student
soul
sunrise.
meandering around my life.
Feeling empty,
forgetting.
I've been needing you.
Feeling a little sorry for
myself.
Forgetting.
You would look disapprovingly
into my doubting,
brows furrowed but
at the same time, eyes
twinkling.
Your patience would say to my
uncertainty,
"you know where to look for me."
Yes.
Reason kicks in
(or perhaps you do)
and I know.
I know where close to you is...
You would smile your soft
"I told you so" smile
(though you'd never say it out loud).
And I open my eyes.
Look around me
at a huge today
and a colossal tomorrow.
In a whisper
"you know where I am"
I breathe in the infinite sky
and hold you there
in my diaphram
before releasing you slowly.
