Portal Park

What did you see ​

when you were here last time​

and how much did you comprehend ?​

Why did I not know ​

you would die so soon​

and your new journey ​

was destined to end ?​

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When you collapsed ​

in the park on that day​

I think that our life screens turned black​

I beg the river of light to let go​

at the moment of giving it back​

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What are you doing ​

little wild man of mine​

are the snowy winds tickling your nose?​

are you wearing those dastardly ​

green woolen sox​

bedecked in the hokiest clothes?​

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Does the telephone hold any meaning for you ?​

or have computers become obsolete​

do the hours slow down ​

by the thoughts that you have ​

and are the moments like seconds or weeks ?​

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Hold fast to the minutes ​

you remembered my face​

and I will keep yours ​

in my heart​

when we speak about this ​

and many other events​

at least we can call it a start​

​

C December 25 2004 Stargazer​

 

I don't understand this one majorlly, but 'bedecked in the hokiest clothes' really rocks you have some really cool phrases in there.'snowy winds tickling your nose'

 

I was looking at a painting of a New York City snowy park, and I time travelled a bit in my head to the 1940s, and "saw" woman who lost her baby to death suddenly, and the other thoughts are what she thinks in present time..she may be 80..still thinking about her little man...and what his life is like on the other side...and she longs to be re united...she wonders whether he is jumping ahead of her metaphysically, and not concerned about primitive communication devices...