dear shadow, but please don’t overshadow
me. Keep close, dear light, yet refrain from bright
blinding sight of you. In deep blue halo
of your ocean eye, flow each day and night’s
focus to our primary purpose—sane
action rising from earth’s each breathing cell
sharing spirit. Keep close to heart our main
line of contact that we may smile and tell
of gentle days, of shadow’s tears, laughter’s
light, how lips’ horizons guided us through.
Keep close through silent prayer so long after
our brave slender hands have waved farewell, you
will feel close to me, texture’s tender care
as warm as spring sun, as vital as air.
Roger Armbrust
November 11, 2010
