Master the moment

He stands looking out the window

as he stands gazing every day

“she awaits behind the mountain”

so he murmers to and fro

“she awaits behind that mountain”

as she promissed she would so

His appearance tall yet fragile

speaks of hardship of the soul

days go by, counting turmoil

years that pass without a glow

Streched out hands and fingers touch

the window pane as if there's none

reaching for that one odd moment

when he sees her on the lawn

It's that moment that's imbedded

in his mind his heart his being

Never resting, always vivid

it's that moment when she turnes