The Presence of You
In momentary times of calm
I hear you call my name,
And turn to catch a glimpse of you …
Through weary eyes I strain.
Dimension lost to timeless realm,
Illusions persevere,
Through trickery of mind or light,
I see your presence near.
Though lost to life, not memory,
I feel you manifest,
And bring to mind the love I knew
Too often long repressed.
You rise to meet me on this path,
The one I walk alone,
Not ghostly, nor ethereal …
No trepidation known.
You bring to me, tranquility,
A peacefulness sets in …
I linger in the twilight found
From low the depths within.
In parallel, we saunter down
Our lane of memories,
Conversing on the life we shared
Before these boundaries.
I greet you as if yesterday
We strolled in tandem here …
Though in the score of truth and time,
‘Twas long ago my dear.