Counting the love

dress 2

In the thousand small places
of myself and of my name
in the growth of passions
of interests and abilities
of successes and failures
in all the one-by-one days

and the one-by-one nights
when flowers bloomed
and flowers sadly faded
in every moment of intimacy
and despite the solitary pain
of unfolding distances

in every meadow crossed
and upon every river sailed
at every waking hour
whether observed or deep
into my dreams I have
heard you in the song

of sparrows and finches
and held you in my heart
and will do so for however
many months and years
remain within my stars
knowing that in love
all things are for the best

John Lyons

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