Longing

In honor of my father, who died 28 years ago on November 20, 2009

We embrace life's

memories

as if they are today~

invisible and weightless~

yesterday's songs taking us places beyond

ourselves, above

the heaviness of the world.

Their notes lift us toward that space

shared by aching hearts, all seeking

hands of a father, mother, lover, or child...

longing for the touch,

skin upon skin,

or the breath

of the missing

on one's cheek;

they wait there, in this place,

alone and together,

beating as one.