You are far

Beloved, why you are far,
across numerous lands and
infinite seas and oceans where
my sight does not reach you

I stand at the shore looking
at this evening moon, hoping
that it will take my message
across this night sky to you

I seek out the stars in the sky
who all stand there, yet alone
yet far, hoping they will know
the pangs of separation I bear

I look to the stars and wait
for them to hear my words
and for them to transmit
these messages across to you

My Beloved, I don't know
if my night and your nights
are joined together in this dark
hopefully north stars reach you

but inspire of so many messages
I still sees these stars, unmoved
flickering the same way, with
no joy, no message from you

may be I should use the sun
before it goes into the earth
but then this sun, who does not
go beyond horizon, reach you

may be this air, this fragrant
air of winters may blow over
your land, your street your house
may be this can carry my message

but the air comes to me, whispers
"I am free, I don't chose direction
I roam not knowing my beloved
how do I end up finding yours."

The air too disappoints me now
and then I look into my heart
I see you there as you were back
when my eyes last saw you.