The pauses between

the moments

in our lives,

never go

unanswered or

wasted upon something

or someone so

much less.



there is a

rhythm between

us and a

still like

when the

sun first

breaks over

the horizon line.



and everything

in the world

begins again.



and so there

my thoughts

and prayers find

you.

on a walk

in a garden

in a dream

half imagined.



and i have not

wandered far.



for how good

I for now a

part of you

defines me.



and now I

am the better

for it.

like flowers

buried under

winter's first

snow, or the incoming

tide chasing away

the outward sea.



I am here next to

you in heart.

and that has made me

a better man

indeed.



and that has

made all

the difference

of day to

night and

whispers to

song in

your eyes.