I sit in the car as the morning arrives
hollow and empty deep down inside
Notebook and pen rest there on the dash
within my reach, within my grasp
Camera beside me on the passenger seat
full of photos and memories now out of reach
and just like a photo I’m stuck in the past
longing for things that never would last
And I am not here
I’m a million miles away
in the shadows, in the movements,
in the memories of a distant day
Sun pours through the wind shield
sprays light on a distant field
Mountains cast shadows in irregular patterns
a hawk circles overhead and turns
Grass weeds sway in rhythm with the wind
taking it all in I try to comprehend
and just like the sun I feel you reaching in
warming my heart with the love that you send
And I am not here
I’m a million miles away
in the sunlight, in the clear skies,
in the longing for a distant day
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
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