Sunday, June 13, 2010
together we walk
my soul is grafted into yours
even as your heart flows into mine
from distance far away
we travelled separately just for a short time
to fuse together
as if two brooks merge
to become a single river
running over rocks and valleys
falling, frequently, great heights
before continuing to that ocean
walking hand in hand
with your head full of gray
and mine only a toque to keep it warm
then we would have passed that stage
to cover our hair with black
walk in business suits that restrict
and cell phone in hand
as if we are gods that run the world
to its eternity, forgetting
that we are just two mortals
like our parents before who are no more
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