Distant Journey

Shadows dark deepen night,

Come to me campfire light.

Harsh winds waves of the ocean fierce,

Eyes over distance a heart to pierce.

He calls. A whisper in the mist of time,

A beating heart that captured mine.

Captivated by a love held true,

It matters not I do not know you.

I hear him. A wistful voice upon the wind,

My soul yearns for a love to begin.

I can feel the steady rhythm of his heart,

I reach. My tears tear me apart.

© Cynthia Clark