Meade – I Could Only Imagine

I Could Only Imagine

I could only hold you in my thoughts
breathe you in fields of apple and lilac
watch you in rain drops
meander you in words

follow you in winds
that sweep from the other side of morning
ponder you from water’s edge
for there are no bridges

wondering how does hello
unfurl into a trickle
a trickle into a river
a river into song

where it spills and shimmers
then floats away like summer
I could only imagine
for there are no bridges

 

 

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