winding path

 It feels too soon,

Yet never enough.

You feel the closest,

Yet drift so far.

Dimensions of life—

We move, we breathe

We touch, we part

In echoes of time and space.

These moments overlap,

In body, in mind,

In everything unseen,

Yet deeply felt.

Whatever this is,

I am grateful.

Grateful for you,

For this, for all

For the winding path

That led me here.