Out, out it came
And that ocean swallowed you
And your feet, they stepped
In those familiar places
And faces
Those lovely faces, shown again to you
And this shift that occurred here
This tear in what I knew
It grew
And grew
And now I hold you here
And miss this dear bliss
Your eyes
What could be
Your kiss
And smile
And this, this is what you knew
This confusing sense of lost
This hopeless remembrance
This endless wave of us
And I listen
Listen for you
Listen to my echo send back your name
Listen to the sound my fingers make
As they drag along my memory
The snapshots I have of you
The nose scratching, snorting,
joy and laughter, wonderful, beautiful you
And I listen
In hopes you’re here
In hopes, that you too
Listen there
That in your India dreams
In your loving outpour
In your helpless struggle
That somewhere
Somewhere in that foreign place
In that search
In those hard nights
In all else that’s forcing its way in
I am still there.