A Song of You

I see you,

Not with my eyes,

but with my heart,

A face no darkness can consume,

Nor light can outshine–

With me always, throughout time.


I hear you,

Not with my ears,

but with my eyes.

I see what lies behind the syllables,

I feel them deep inside–

Words which you could never hide.


I am touched,

Not by your hands,

but by your thoughts,

A feeling caution can’t erase,

Nor careless caprice–

A steadfast sense of peace.


Winter 1975

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