Monday, March 18, 2019
Sometimes I Long
Sometimes I Long
Dear One,
sometimes I think
it is too hard,
this impalpable love
we share.
Sometimes I want
to hold you in my arms
in your fleshly form,
to share kisses
and all the rest
that earthly lovers do.
I wish to share memories
of when we knew each other
as children,
the things we did
as we learned together,
the ways of a daring world.
I know, I know
this can never be
on this plane
with its rigid divisions
of seen and unseen,
spirit and matter.
Nevertheless,
at times I long,
I long,
and try to remember.
Dorothy Walters
March 18, 2019
