You there
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You there. Me here.
1000 metres or miles away,
even inches, days or years
- it makes no difference.
This very instant, I cannot see you,
hear you or share with you
grapes and biscuits with tea
nor dabble toes in the same
running water,
hear the same birds in the wood
and the crackle of the bonfire.
Maybe we both might loll in hammocks
at the very same moment…
...but 10 miles apart. Or 10minutes!
Yet, but, Ahhhh! I know in my bones
where you clamber up the bank
and find those flat pebbles to write on!
I know the silence there: how it sings.
And how the blueness above
is like no other.
Also, how Time is mischievous there:
hours become minutes
or stand stock-still,
as if tuning in or up, alert to something.
You by the river, under the trees!
while I here, breathe in gold light
from the same fiery Star as you.
In my head - along the secret pathways of the Mind, I travel with you
kindof alongside, parallel - even if, today,
just out of physical reach.
Yet, in the worlds of loving hearts
we all are hugger mugger
in each other’s arms,
no distance inbetween.
We all wander off here or there
then come together and go away again!
Each one unique, separate, individual;
we may share stories, catch-up, miss out
walk-abouting there or here,
now and again.
But, underneath, inside and despite it all
we are for ever connected.