# 472: Close
Poem
Said you miss me,
I do too.
Have done so
many nights,
many months.
Missing your smell,
the softness of your skin.
lizard and seagull,
black and white.
Does not fit?
No one can judge
how well opposites match.
They stretch the universe,
they bond like glue.
Their aura moves mountains,
but it takes time
for love to unfold,
for energies to balance.
Yes, I miss you
but you know well
nothing can divide us,
no matter where we are.
We feel each other,
in spirit we touch.
No words can describe
the miracles that unite.
I will be gone for you,
you will be gone for me.
Distance depends
on the perspective you take.
It will happen again,
you know me well.
For a nomad to stay
it takes death to toll.
Maybe that’s wrong,
maybe it’s attachment
to old images
of the self.
Could we travel together?
Am I ready for that?
Is closeness bearable
for an untamed horse?
You have transformed
what it meant to be “me.”
Do you see your greatness,
your ability to love?
Missing is needing,
or is it not?
Don’t want to miss you
but I already do.
Am I lying to myself?
Do I want to be needed?
Do I trust my own words?
Cannot stop going away,
will stay close to you.
Never stop moving
because of me.
If I cry and plea
for you to stay,
you have to follow
your heart to grow.
I will follow your journey
but do it my way.
No direction or goal,
no people or plans.
Just the feeling that
this trip is right.
It will take me nearer
to where I belong.
You see all this,
I feel your thoughts.
…
Let us miss each other
as much as we can bear.
If we cry or laugh,
if we struggle or fall.
Every day will begin
with the certainty in our hearts
that we are as close
as two souls can be.
No matter which distance,
no matter which paths.
The closeness remains
because we are one.