Sunday, January 04, 2009

For David, our Subway Serenade. . . .




In passing.


faint echo of love

music at the station

steam rising

sure it was heard





David, if just a tiny fraction

of the love you have given

circles back in that unbroken circle

it will break over you

in that crashing wave

and then the gentle surround

of a thousand angels

lapping against the beach.


Phil Specht
4 January 2009

3 comments:

The Astral Technician said...

Thanks, Puddle. This was a wonderful surprise.

puddle said...

More Phil than me, really. Left you a message at TEOCAWKI. . . .

listener said...

Beautiful, Phil. And very fitting. Thanks so much. You too puddle.