I saw a shimmer from the right,
A passing spark or trick of light;
It caught my eye, this happenstance,
And begged a second, fleeting glance.
I wondered, as I always do,
Could there be more? Could this be you?
I peered from left to right in hope
For just a glimpse to try and cope.
Elusively, the glimmer shone,
One moment there, another gone;
It left my wits a bit askew
As thoughts of you came rushing through.
Familiar senses brushed my mind
To gently guide in brief rewind;
As welcome sounds like symphonies
Arose within my memories.
The gentle nuance of your voice
Came back to make my heart rejoice;
Those subtle tones I loved to hear
For just a moment, lingered near.
As recollections gathered ground,
I savored every morsel found;
Consumed by thoughts of you I missed,
To fill me as I reminisced.
The subtle scents I knew of you
Came wafting up, and down, and through,
A fragrant momentary thrill
To bend my mind and thwart my will.
Perception blurred that slender line
Where truth and hope can misalign;
Yet in the wake of seconds passed,
I felt your gentle touch at last.
Intangible, though it may seem,
Your hug was sensed as if a dream . . .
For only you could comfort me
From heaven’s trail, in absentee.