An Ocean of Time – A Poem

When we met,

I knew that you had lived a life

beyond my understanding.

There was a wisdom in your eyes

and time immaterial moved within.

When you spoke to me,

it was with the voice of authority,

assurance and knowledge.

There came a time when you read my words.

When you had finished,

you looked at me with those eyes

that contained time itself

and you told me:

“You should never apologize for being yourself. I’m glad you chose to live your life.”

I remember how you looked at me that day.

Though there was an ocean of time between us,

in that moment, I felt you understood me.

Now, knowing that you are gone,

I will remember your advice to me,

your words etched into my mind.

I will raise a glass to you

as I look towards the sky,

hoping that I can somehow

see through time.