Alone I walk the sheltered paths far from home and you are with me.
While leaves scatter the sun’s rays into thousands of pinpoints of light
Alone I trod this quiet sanctuary of blissful solitude and you are with me
Hearing the calling birds, watching the fluttering leaves I hear and see you.
Alone I behold the beauty that surrounds me as I stare in wonder at it all.
Though you are far away in all that I see, hear and feel, you are with me.

In the darkest night with no moon or stars to guide me, you are with me
The quiet voice I hear though no one is there lets me know you are with me.
Walking along the shore at night with the moon glimmering across the sea
Noisy waves breaking harshly on the beach and above it all, I hear your voice.
Above the tumult of the rushing waters I hear and know you are with me.

How long before we are at last joined together, our arms entwined
hearts beating as our breathe tries to find each others rhythm
Reaching for you and you are always just beyond my ability to touch
I cry out to you, there is no answer only the quiet voice inside me.

Could I have you, could I touch you just one more time another chance
To say you are with me, to have, to hold, to cherish because you are with me.

Sandra Reynolds

Sandra Reynolds

Editor at NY Literary Magazine
Sandra earned her B.A. in English. She works part-time as a freelance writer and proofreader. Sandra was born in Massachusetts and currently resides in NYC with her fiance and their adorable pug.
Sandra Reynolds