In the early days of my becoming, a friend appeared

It wasn’t a handshake or words that sealed the deal

It was something as simple as air

A feeling that the space between us was beautiful and safe

It didn’t need fixing, coaxing or modifications,

It just was, as it always had been

 

As I turned the pages of the memories, and realized our lives have been a puzzle of decades

I see what has always been

An ageless miracle, filled with light

A knowing, that you will always be there

 

At times, a cast of thousands can cloud even the bluest skies,

When I need you, the lightest of whispers can call you from the distance

You were there, as you always have been,

Beside me all the time

 

Carl Meadows

December 27, 2015