August 3, 2007

Xmas 98

The time has come,
My heart tells me so,
To locate West.
And there I'll go.

No light matter,
This fall's decision.
Uproot again;
Repair division.

Europe was it
For almost 25.
A place to be,
But now it's thrive.

And thrive I will,
'Cause will will help,
In times of good
And those others . . .

Dreams I've had.
More I would.
Change of place?
More I could.

I'll see spring,
Mountains 'gain.
Hope's eternal.
Each day again.

Is it possible?
Is it right?
Those I love,
Those from sight,
Will know that I--
This quasi-flight--
Will treasure them?
All we did,
And all we might . . .

No matter now.
It is time to go.
To locate West.
There I'll know.