Still retaining
Its ghosted figurine forms
At a point in time’s arc
Where two heart-journeys intersect
The bench may now be empty,
Yet still memory vibrates.
Into dawn’s unfolding light
Always following the same road
Where the mind may stumble
The heart runs arrow straight.
Not knowing the destination
Nor caring to know either,
Just trusting the heart’s navigation –
So seeing again hills and valleys.
A deep carpet of ginko leaves
Treading softly here and there,
As pond skaters glide
Across the skin of the Universe.
Standing at the gate
Only room for one to pass –
This time no regrets
Parting without parting.
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