Lost In Your Light

When everybody asked,
 “Whom would you live by?”
 I had no answer for many years.
Haven’t you met anyone?
I asked this question to myself too.
For me, nobody has come yet.
 I walked between flowering trees, alone.
 I have seen bonded wings,
Singing tunes of togetherness.
I saw hands held tight,
Walking with smiling eyes.
 I walked alone, Not to escape solitude,
But I talked to myself—
 To the dear summer.
It was a peculiar day,but not so strange— That bright blue cloudy world.
 I met my heart in the embrace
Of a memory—that old country road.
 It was pale, full of dust.
I saw you in that brightness—
 Him, in a flash of lightning.
 We touched with our eyes,
I felt him through soul.
He called, “You are—”
And I… Lost in your light