Teacher

Press play and let the music wash over you as you read.

Salute.

There's still a circle I wish to find

Said the lonely wanderer to old Father Time

It's a place where love resides

I once read about a thousand years ago

And to find it

You really have to open your heart and eyes

         And to embrace its magnetic flow

I once knew a wonderful soul who waited there 

My own Rose of Jericho

 She was so beautiful and probably

Was the most beautiful lady in the world

But like all things that come to pass

I lost my way in the grip of the shadowy abyss

And never got to feel

Her sweet gentle touch or soft velvety kiss

Now I'm a part of you, Father Time

And as I look back using your so very long reach

I can still see her waiting, sitting there reading

About the one she so wanted to teach.

The book she's holding and reading

Is a collection of her own words

Her life of waiting
Lost

On the edges of the world

Regaling the thought

Her dreamboat would arrive

And fill her life with magical moments of happiness

That so many people would be so surprised.

But as I see her in the distance

I still know that is the place one day I pray i might reach

Maybe then we'll both be happy

To walk upon the soft yellow sands and smell the life changing winds blowing across Salvations Beach

And maybe in that realisation of a dream

I might then sit back and smile as she starts to once more love me as she begins to teach

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John Duffy