Stepping softly my feet part the outlying ferns that
          Slowly
dance next to the rotted trailing fence my leathered hand
          embraced
long ago and now- like memories that are one and the same
          upon
my heart, which has conformed for this day in a new light
          the
dreams of my past, now reconciled and turned like the fence.

And do I dare embrace the branches of this singleton
          tree
blowing in the wind like the delicate beauty
          of my past.
She whom my heart will not let me forget yet what is
          Now gone:

Dressed in a crown of green, a gown of Splendor’s
          Richness,
She is beacon unto me as desperation cries out in complete
          Fullness.
I see not ancient limbs that call to me at this time
          And how!
But faithfulness as I draw nearer and closer to my
          Once
Abandoned home. Still so full of the fullness of life as
          always.
And with shaking hands like the wind through your hair
          Now
I remember my buried woes, a dream that failed in life,
          a…

I tempt future emotions that are sure to come and
          place
My hand upon the soft bark to see the youth that once was
          where
A lost engagement was swept away in the tempest of my
          youth
I am he, who dreamed too much what ought not come to be
          passed.