How I long for the days when with you...
even the storms were beautiful!
The world we shared...
a different world.
A world of Beauty and Peace.
"Shoo!"I cry..."Where are we??"
Silent is the answer of the night.
Loneliness surrounds me.
Grief seeks to be my only companion.
I think of the words to a poem...
that seem written so long ago.
"Somewhere in time together we are
Shoo and I sitting under our star.
Somewhere in time together we'll be
Forever and always just Shoo and me.
Somewhere in time our world did not end
Somewhere in time I'm still with my friend
Somewhere our days have not passed us by...
Somewhere in time sit Shoo-Fly and I.
Together in time...
Me and Shoo-Fly."
Together in time.
Forever in time.
I close my eyes and breathe deeply.
Lying back on the warm grass I detect the scent of...
apple blossoms!
Our scent!
The scent that flavored the air the first day we met...
The scent that filled the air on the day
that you left me...
I repeat the phrase of the poem aloud.
"Somewhere in time together we are..."
Somewhere in time together we
still are!
I allow the imagined ? scent to fill me.
To my right I see an ancient stairway.
In my mind I rise and stand at the top...
looking down the narrow decline.
The steps and sides are made of stone.
Large stones of many colors.
Grays, pink tones and a touch of violet...
The moss peeking out from the cracks,
a beautiful contrast of dark and light green.
From where I stand I touch the stones that
form the sides. They are cool...
smoothe...
and when I remove my hand the scent of
apple blossoms
lingers upon my fingers.
I take my shoes off in preparation of descent...
somehow knowing this to be a Hallowed place.
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