Ruth Anne's Blog

Personal blog and Travel Diary

Jul 9, 2015

Man in the Moment

At dawn, I think
of those times
when we were

You caressed
my cheeks
felt my chin
a blind man
reading braille
committing to
the moment
without time

As in all things
prices paid
pain created
through the interaction
of beings

With restless mind
I walk the streets
holding you dear
to my heart

a ripple
a wave
a tsunami