1
The Return.
Hugging you close tonight
After two years absence
The coolness of ocean currents
The desert winds forgotten
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
5th. November 2014.
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2.
Her Timed Entrance.
Quietly through the labyrinth of time
You followed the clues I had scattered;
Your footsteps, although muffled,
Discerned at ten years distance,
Their soft sure tread
Praised from the first.
Your gently whispered words,
A far away enchantment;
Your slim elfin face, a shadow in my mirror.
And now you have arrived
To the minute,
On the very day expected
At the meeting of two paths.
Give me your hand, my nerve is strong,
Your sense of purpose certain.
The way ahead is narrow, dark, unsure,
Disrupted by twists and turns,
Our destination not yet on the map.
The maze retains some mystery,
Shadowed by ambiguities
That we must navigate to find the centre.
Please do not turn away, I am no stranger,
We should talk freely, learn to help each other
Now that our paths have crossed.
Give me your hand, we are powerless when apart,
For lone travellers the journey could prove fatal.
Empathy has long since been our guide,
We can surely reach the sanctuary together.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
February 23rd 1966. - December 29th. 2012. November 7th. 2014.
For J who was with me when I began this poem in 1966.
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