Saturday, June 8, 2013

Distance

The winds from the west carry your essence,
Though you are far away I can feel your presence.
The tides rise and fall each day the same,
The waves seem to chant your name.
These along chats are no match for your touch,
How do I tell you I miss you so much.
But then I thank God for giving me a reason for existence,
After a lotus blooms seeing the Sun because of it's distance.