Vision

Was that you in my sleep last night?
I thought I heard you calling out for me.
Was it your face I saw
Or just the outlines of something
I did not recognise?

My hope was calling out for me
And it brought me you
Together with the wish
To hold you just one more time.
Please let me hold you one more time.

But you were fleeting
Like life generally is
And it serves me well to accept that
Even every time that I don't expect it.

I will lay you down in silence.
One day I will lay you to rest.