After Time
It’s like he never existed
Yet I know that if I ever saw him again,
On sight I wouldn’t hesitate to throw my arms around him
No need to qualify, trip over words or pretend.
Would he know me? Would he let me?
Me going in on a hug he would not know why.
Not when all we shared was one conversation
Over a few hours long ago one night.
I think on it now as if in the company of an angel
Some encounters are like that,
Short on time but they leave their impression
Though the picture fades each time you look back.
Bittersweet the reality
And day after day goes by,
Not knowing if I’ll ever see him again
As if I could find him if I tried.
Sometimes that’s all you get
One night or day, one encounter so sweet,
That leaves your heart open for the Great Romantic
To pour in most precious seed.
That there could be one made just for you
Upon whom you’d joyfully wait,
For your faith and hope have been strengthened, restored
Now you know that until you breathe your last, it will never be too late.
