Nearing A Season Of Eternity

Soon the moons will rise forever

As we come near to the 1^st of 12 moons

A season of eternity

That marks the passage of one soul

And another

Separate - yet together

It is the 11^th moon - the last hour of emptiness

Filled with joy I soon will yearn no more

My soul becoming whole - for the first time

There are moments when love is so strong

Breath itself struggles to cross my lips

In a whisper against the wind of emotion

The only sound is silence

Spring will soon become summer

And love remembered from the first moons

Will fill the days and warm nights

A treasure - knowing no measure

Spirits on fantastic flights

We dream on

We move on

We love on

Forever

It is the 11^th moon - the last hour of emptiness

Filled with joy I soon will yearn no more

My soul becoming whole - for the first time

Thank you

Todd R. Burns

3/20/1998