reflection
Posted in across the river on Jan 18th, 2010
I cup my hands
and stand before you.
The Deity you are holding in your heart is not me, nor mine.
And yet,
I stand before you and cup my hands.
Come closer,
do not stand across me,
the waning light is coming between us, robbing the moments,
scaling the time.
Come closer, face to face
one more time.
