FOR YAXKS
time for
somewhere
timeless
time for
someone
priceless
beach
and wateredge
unmuffled silence
for the absences.
With you there
and me here
I am more away now.
And other breezes
catches our fancies
and take our times
But
There can always be
will always be
new returnings
as waves to shore
denying distances
and absent inbetweens
Then
will wind and waves
raphsody again
new crescendos
softly yielding
to comfort cadences.
Wherever
we have left off
However long ago
we have left off
we will ever have
the grace
to return
and continue.
( 5 . 4 . 00 )