Traveler Remembers

Traveler

remembers

an evening

at the beach

years ago,

when the entire sky,

filled with

pink puffballs of cloud,

looked

exactly as

the floor of Heaven

must appear.

Almost, she could hear

angel choirs.

Instead,

she listened to

her heart,

which was lonely,

back then,

with love,

with no one

to give it to.

She thought of

the one she loved

who did not love her.

She thought of

a lifetime,

so much of it

spent alone.

In the end,

it's her love

of the sea

and a black wolf

who loved her

that made

everything

come right.