In the sunsets, at the end of days….
I look for you.
I don’t know if I feel you where I am
where I’m not.
But I hope you are. There. Or there.
I know you loved what I now see with only my eyes
and perhaps, for that reason alone, if nothing else…
Maybe possibly you might be…
In the earth beneath me
the air around me
the skies above me.
Night and day dark and light.
But most certainly,
in me, in my heart and soul and breath and very being…
With all that I am now,
I beg the Universe for this to be so~