side by side with Love

Asleep, my mind takes a long train ride,
and the passing scenes capture
pieces of imagination, so many small fascinations
grow; the chugging hill climbs remind
the rewards of struggle, and a view
of the lush valley treats the eye.

In slumbered wishes, this long train ride
leaves me side by side with Love
on green meadows that seem to pause the window
and wandering streams that catch sun beams
and remake sky colors, then curl among  mists
as  low clouds  cover bare-rock shoulders
of sumptuous curves of land.  Each recall
holds a place that we might share
as I watch and stare off, and gently away
into the imagined sphere
where our dreams...touch hands
















Inspired by: 
You Who Never Arrived 

by Rainer Maria Rilke


"You, Beloved, who are all
the gardens I have ever gazed at,
longing. An open window
in a country house-- ,..."