My Beloved

                     Where are you now, my beloved,

                                did you ever go away

                               or did you really stay?

                           If I look closer I may see

                             a shadow from beyond,

                            tracing images of a friend

                                   that today is gone.

                                Yet perhaps looking                                    

                                         deeper  still,

                                I shall more fully see,

                            you never really left at all,

                                   you’re right next

                                               to me.

                                                      s.k. lindeman