…in the distance

One day at a time
in breath after breath
we dwell
each apart
each alone
yet always together
amidst the cobwebs
and dust of the past
the sky seems faded
not as blue as yesterday

the sun
turns her face away
and autumn
turns down a dark lane
the petals fall
without a sound
drifting down
in timeless grace

my heart seeks yours
in the distance
where it lives
for you are my shadow
and one day at a time
I fall, a slow descent
gently downwards
into you
© Ann Bagnall