There is a key
To an abyss of thoughts
So irrelevant, so minute
It surprises me what I remember
When the gate to these thoughts
Is opened

And is the reason why I'm still awake
Two hours after going to bed

"I now walk through the the empty fields that
once filled our sense of smell from the flowers of
our creator.
Empty are my hands, but your footsteps on
our trail still appear.
I'm alone along with the soil of it's earth.
A Butterfly is my company. Funny.
I have never seen them with a mate.
A sign maybe that your near.
A whisper heard in my ear.
I'm no longer alone.
A fragrance of the past suddenly
mixed in with a soft breeze.
I'm awaken with the sensation of
heat from the sun as it reaches my
right hand.
I'm no longer alone.
The unexpected have come to others.
Can this be mine?
I need to treat it as such.
To enjoy this given moment
in time.
To kiss the air, knowing you
are here."