Ode to Long Distance Friendship
I walk the world alone and yet
Upon the farthest soul, I’d bet.
Joined in some cosmic parallel,
Nebulous but clear as a bell.
Focused, as my soul respires,
Yet still stoking the open fire
Where we warm our hands.
In chorus, within and outside the briar.
An honest walk across the high wire.
We listen to the song as it swells.
Whether dawn or a mourning knell,
Try as I might, I cannot fret.
For I walk the world alone
And yet