Hinc illae lacrimae

On this quiet June evening of bird-song

and faded sunlight

I feel you close to me, all my

loved ones I have lost to time,

marooned in our own islands of space-time.

I now feel you all close to me,

your presence beside mine,

a memory of the unity we shared,

a promise of the unity we will share

as time shall release me from it's

forward rushing stream.

28.06.2017