Tall Sycamore

i

saw you standing

like a

tall sycamore.

booming voice

of a lion

words

of

steel

and gold.

like a young girl

i swooned;

like a lioness

i approached

with stealth

and confidence

and engaged

you…

you

were not

mine

to capture

your free spirit

and earthly ties

outweigh

my pull.

but our moment

of engagement

keeps us

connected

in the distance

and wide space

of time.

where i walk

in humility

the lioness

in retreat

to her

pride.

and

you,

still

tall

and proud;

stand

like

the sycamore.


Linda Tauhid

4/29/15

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