started a day
not so strained
not so far
from how many others
one day
just the one
but to remember
it now
how the clouds seemed so close
heaven as near
were your eyes

a sweet
recognition
of a place never left
home just the same
as your heart –
everything
a whisper shared
by the pines

(a song
i’d forgotten to sing)

a voice recalled
from a far distant place
was you –
i awaited
to dream

. . .