to disconnect from you
my heart stops a little
as if a part of me given… yet unreceived
and i leave myself behind
to watch with no voice
looking back as if a dream.

then you flap your wings
and come to me
no time passed
and you remind me
we are both sharing the same wind
i am resting, maybe sleeping
always feeling

the force that moves between us
and through things
held together
only by air.

© r.e.l. 4/21/10

**this post is for Poetry Potluck Week 15 (reflections, interpretations, and musings) on Jingle Poetry

Winner of The Celebrate Poet of 2010 Award (with Promising Poets  and Jingle Poetry)