I Find Myself Living

I wish you were nearer but then again,

Thoughts of you run like the flowing river deep inside the heart,

Time and again I sit on the shore,

Feel the muddy cold water brush my feet,

With all the muck gathered,

The river of your being still sings to me,

I don't know if it happens to you,

But through the chaos of our lives,

The reckless wind of the morrow,

In the distant you,

I find myself living...