One day I saw you
Sitting in quiet concentration
Dark eyes mirroring
Moving clouds and tossing sea
I saw you
Sitting all alone with only
The whispering wind and
The seagull's cry for company
Did you know
I saw you with my mind?
Did you see me?

Had I had this thought of you
a year ago
I would surely be crying
by now
so, I must be making progress
I'm not even terribly
disappointed
And though I think of you
(often)
It is without heaviness
I think of you as if
remembering a dream
Or an event that blurs
with imagination
Never really sure it
actually happened
A year ago that would have
been an unsettling thought
Now, it's just a thought.