I thought I could sail yachts,

I thought that, I could fly too and -

   the K2 only a hillock to pass in a day,

     The bridges built - wider and longer

when designed with you in mind, in heart,

   no span could never be breached,

no day did not have a sliver of light, at least.

     All is held 'balanced,'

   all a miracle in your smile.'

     ..........   where did you go?

Michael J Waite - lost in .....................