such a thin line separates us the living from the dead the spirit that is free from that which is bound I have felt your gentle touch and heard your whispered plea I sense your presence across the open seas of time are you my love from a distant past a kinder world a quiet life? I have come to believe that you wait for me there just across the line just beyond the fray where spirits dwell
if given the chance to relive my days would I sacrifice to choose that which I left sighing in the Sun I do not truly know if the love I chose to abandon would have survived the years would have burned through the days of darkness our mornings wrapped in warmth I shall never know and I shall never see again the vision of you etching your soul on canvas silently opening your heart to me a moment in time beneath the Sun