A photograph can lie.
The smile and expression belong to you
Enjoying the wide horizons of a sunny afternoon
There was no sign of the image cracking and the underlying
horror creeping through.
I still, even after all this time, ten minutes, ten days,
ten years its longer, I know
can’t grasp that the nature of your presence
has gone beyond my reach.
There are often points in the day when
I make a mental note to give you a ring and say
“hey you’ll never guess…”
Maybe you will. I imagine
Your spiritual presence, stays connecting us in some way.
For now the photograph is you and I will follow your gaze.