Wednesday, April 16, 2008

tom taylor

poignant sea

wispy cloud slips in front of the near-full moon
the reflection of the moon shines from my desk
time’s passage innovates me into this space now
I hold my heart with both hands and look upward

there are no terms for this distance from you tonight
yet we are closer now than over the distant years ago
remembering now the journeys we have undertaken
as if they were present in our hands and in our being

we continue to be ourselves in these moments passing
the sea welcomes us inner souls that we are tonight
the air comes and goes between us like the light itself
like the moon descending in its arc and silence tonight