Eternal Recurrence

-Eternal Recurrence -

How many more times must we pass this way again, old friend?

Before the tree and leaf are parted,

Before the sound of your soul, departed,

Slips between the sunbeams and the shade,

And slides beyond the carnival ride,

The ebb and flow, the too and fro,

Forever caught within the fabric of the weave,

The heaving sigh of every breath taken without you by my side.

With every cycle, the dawning reality is made the clearer,

The nearer you are to me.

And still, the endless quiescence of your heart, beats in mine.

Near or far, no matter where you are, I am there with you. 

The shallow ripples of remembrance,  dance upon the still waters lip,

To slip in time against some lonesome shore,

The unfathomable depths betrayed by the flicking tail of a passing fish,

And all I wish is for your silent path to be near again.

How many more times must we tread these lands?

Sands that never cease,

Flowing through an endless hourglass, 

The tiny choices, 

The dimpled thread within the tapestry,

The weft and weave of all you have meant to me,

Left open, for the coming of your joy.

-RMP 2018