you, standing there on the shore
looking out to sea,
what is it that you see?
are you illuminated?
has your vision once again
become light?
can you now see through
the darkness engulfing the flame?
if feet could smile, yours would
for they've brought you home again
from such a long stray
but oh, what a feather in a gale
home is and how rarely
do feet find it
does the moon remember you?
do the waves speak as before?
what is it that you see?
show me
for once, i too found that shore,
illumination in the night,
the song upon a wave
but that was oh so very long ago
and I've forgotten the language
once native to my heart
I'd come beside you
take your hand
invade your heart
share your eyes
and weep for the witness
-but then,
you'd forget too
and though, feather to the gale
you will anyway
i long for this moment
in your flight
this respite from lost
in the flame
