Between Lives

ALONE

John alone

Out on

Dartmoor

In near darkness

Not lost

Not found

+

Until ahead

Her face

Appears

Vague

To the world

But not to him

+

My Soul

He cried

And reached

Her way

Completing

His life

Quest

And yet

The whole

Scene

Fades

Away

+

And now

We see the

Ancient

Steps

And know

Soul’s

Bitter

Fate

And

Read the

Poet’s

Frustration

Expressed

With

Unquenched

Grace