where the most importance resides on the meadow rise in apparent glaring I saw her eyes.
from the first moment I met him I knew we sang the same song, I watched from a distance with loving eyes staying his friend all along
took several decades and wrong turns where until I found that there her being life an angel you might call her, yet flesh and blood, and heart and soul so much in tune with my song.
I loved him from afar his caring heart, his loving soul I kept a distance but, stayed near giving love, encouragement, and hope when I could sense his fear.
my lungs called her name for many years sang out searching for her eyes and did not know she had been answering all the time along in away I refused to hear.
I always heard his song I sang back never loud enough to be heard and in my heart I would long. I’d step back many times but his song would always draw me near, I knew then that I would sing until the combined melodies he would hear. Then one night melodies sang calling song answering calling song….
And now, like newness and hope and heaven we sing together!