To Meet Again As Strangers

I was once young

And listened

Because there was a moment

With no sound

And that’s when I heard

Your voice

Calming and transcendent

Like no other

Time slowed to a halt

When I was young

Trapping my mind in fog

But my heart was free

And you stood there waiting

But I didn’t come

Your hands were ice cold

As you stood waiting

You waited for so long that

You got tired

So you stood there shaking

Asking good questions

I tried to call for you

To hear your voice again

I know you can’t hear me

And you are still yet waiting

For a young man with flowers

To tell you his name

To meet again as strangers

And I’ll know your voice

Because that was the moment

When I was young

And that’s when I listened

And heard you