Memory’s twilight has come upon me in quiet reflection,
As another year comes to an end they linger on my mind,
Stirring the embers of my heart with long held affection
And resting in peace deep within where abides my soul.
Friends have been many, each unique in their own way,
Old friends give life a meaningful, joyful existence,
As time goes by they sing a deeper song, choose to stay
Where the only purpose is a deepening of the spirit.
New friends have brought the promise of ever growing,
Growing in love, like a garden of flowers opening up
From bursting buds, to colorful petals for showing
That love comes in many different forms of beauty.
Like unto the trees that give the winds the needful chance,
And allow the breezes to blow freely between them,
Let there be spaces in togetherness of friends, so as to dance
Throughout this journey of life, together in harmony.
When a deeper love grows slowly, that starts as friends,
Becomes known to the heart, let it be what it is
With no expectations, for that kind of love never ends,
And fills the void in a lonely heart, to rest in peace.
Love cannot be forced, nor can one ever be told,
To love me as I love you, for love surrounds all,
And we each embrace it in our own way to hold
It within our heart with its separate meaning.
When there is love, between the shores of your souls,
Let it be like the ever moving sea with no bonds,
Let each wave find its own path, whither it goes,
Whither it wanders to rocky shore or sandy beach.
In memory’s twilight, if we meet once more,
Let us speak again together and look deeper
When the winds of Heaven call us to shore,
Where within our hearts we will know love.
© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns