All of it was there
Somehow
Sitting in subtle repose
Every turn of phrase
Each vivid scene
Alive and well
Living out the lines
Wrought concerning their very existence
And I stopping by
I am sure my car wonders
Why I turn down this lane
Clearly marked
In bold letters
Closed for the season
A blockade of snow
Clogging the lane
Undaunted I forge
Many miles yet to journey
I will let them wait
While here i stand
On sacred ground
Alone
Grateful for that blessing
His very world surrounding
A solitary communing
And then it was time
The moment perfect enough
And parting brought peace
A glimpse of the world
Seen through his eyes
No longer a wonder
How each line flowed with ease
Every word just right
My every step loosed a sonnet
Each breathe a perfect couplet
My heartbeat a clever rhyme
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