A rising sun over clouded thoughts,
warming the thoughts for the day.
A final journey, alone and bewildered
bathed in a great rainbow bouncing off
sand and rock.
My fears now have subsided
and
you are home with me once again.
Your own journey has been hand held;
dusk settles over the land you walked
shadows faded
and
your tears dried from the heat of day
and turn to moisture
of the night.
A rising sun over a bright blue sky
again.
Echoes and light spears engulf the
land you trek
And full your mind with wonderful
thoughts.
You are me,
and I am with you forever, not alone
and we walk together in our final
journey
holding hands, smiling at the
sunbeams.
12.04.2013
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