waiting ~ no distance, no diversion could ever be too far

 

6841 miles
two flights, eight trains, six countries
countless bends, an opening road,
waiting ~
melting sheets of glass
racing up train lines,
through deep snowy  forests,
trees rushing, passing her by –
barely
blurring branches – stripped of foliage,
she said she would find you,
whispering contrails, chasing tracks
small detours of nurture ~
understood
curved streets, forgotten lamps
burning
two flights, eight trains, six countries
countless bends, an opening road
to pause for a small moment,
standing, waiting
~ beyond the glass

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4 thoughts on “waiting ~ no distance, no diversion could ever be too far

  1. you remind me poem, I remember this words:” To find you — to look at you — is merely a vestibule of
    imagination”
    absolutely great words and photos!
    quiet night with sweet dreams for you

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