Petal on the wind
(A poem for Gerhardt Oct '69 - July 05) 10/08/2006 D.J.W
And then, just as sudden as it came
I felt the breeze upon your name
And quiet, softly, gently still
A field of blossoms bloomed at will,
The sky, a coloured canvas gleamed
As time stood still, or so it seemed.
The day, the wind blew you, my way
Ironing the creases of my day.
Without the needs for words at all
Life's walls of ice had melted, small
And in the beauty of your hands
We shared a space of times on sands
When just as quick as life can be
The wind enticed you - gone, from me.
(A poem for Gerhardt, whose friendship and love God has graced me with until your earthly time was spent.)