~*~

I use the wind to touch you now,

To stroke your hair, caress your brow.

To ease the lines that time has made…

For this I would have dearly paid.

But to ascertain your peace and health,

I would, and have, paid life itself.

I know beyond a shadow of doubt,

I am but shadow, yet not without

A heart and love to claim my own,

As would a King upon his throne.

Now my memory, left behind,

May rest forever in your mind.

Do not forsake your heart or mine,

One has but little earthly time.

And I would not have ever hasted

To have your life, in earnest, wasted.

Instead I would beseech you now,

To live and be as you see how.

~*~