My darling, my dear
I left your name
written in the sand on a mountain beach
where raindrops - not waves -
gently spread their fingers and
carry you into the
deeper water.
I've come to tell you,
you are not alone.
I left you there,
to become part of everything,
but I cannot stay.
You were a redwood,
and I was a river,
and I cannot run circles around you forever.
If one day you fall,
fall into me, and, my darling,
I'll catch you,
and carry you forward
into that yet unseen.
My darling, my dear,
grow proud and tall and strong,
I'm right here beside you,
even if I've moved on.