it always comes to these gatherings

the common black covers everyone

conversations flow over the past

for some, it is a time

to catch up on where life has walked

but there is always the recurrent theme

what does life hold for those

who are left behind in the living

i see it as only another event

just another milestone along the path

it is not my fate, it was in but a moment

we were in Provence as lavender fields
stretched into the horizon

i saw heaven dance within her eyes  

she always has been an eternity to me

the boundless walk of life never ending
the destiny of my first breath

3/10/19