The Apprentice
67 years
without you
so long an apprenticeship
to love
wading through
koans and tea ceremonies
like a zen novice
who has taken the eightfold path
to the four noble truths
each of them whispering your name
I have entered the dharma
of your arms
and here I am now
with only one step remaing
a man at the entrance
to satori’s cave
with his face towards the sun
waiting only for you