On the river of hope

I floated my dream

Raw and exposed

It meant

What was seen

 

On the river of hope

Came a thought

To me

Is there time left?

For the thread of angels

Too save me

 

On the river of hope

Rests a man’s last child

One of different colors

One that exists

In time

 

In my river

And maybe theirs too

May I call unto you

For hope

For a fool

 

And so without

Crystal or diamonds

I lay bare unto you

My life long friend

And partner

 

Will you let me rest

In a field of fiery zest

So that when that day

Comes to me to say

 

Thank heaven friend

A life with no end

Rests upon

A river of hope

Of hopes eternal

Never ending

End!

Time

Time to go home

Time to get ready

Ready for a long seasons end

 

Time

To see them again

They wait

Wait for me

And so does she

 

She who is most of all, most of me

She, me and long I’ve been without thee

Will I see?

Will the calm be?

 

Will she know me

Will I see her from then?

Or is now our gardens end?

 

And off I travel

Through fields of yellow

And of course her favorite, lavender

 

I’ll look there

In the calm sea of yester-year

Calm sea of turbulent tides rising so high

That they reach the endless sky

Yet there I will go

Before the end of this tears snow

 

Into calm turbulent seas of yellow and reds and lavenders and greens

I wonder if she’ll know me when

I say hello

Hello my old friend

Do you remember me from, when?