December 20th 2014

Eulogy

Can you see clouds
reflected across the water; drifting
as though they belong there — as much a part
of the water as they are of the sky?

It is this way in my mind
that carries you; imprinting
as though my thoughts were — your fountain, your sky
as I walk toward the same white clouds.

I, too, will be camouflaged
alongside the winter lake; bending
as though empty — but filled with reflections
of you in the all love that I contain.