Distance

distance is good sometimes
i remember standing on top of the hill
fog covers me
and yet i still see
the burning house on the plains

remember the two pillars of Khayyam
how they make a house that strong
to hold a world above a roof
of lime and beams?

we keep the reasons
of distances
to make ourselves closer
than the sea to its shore

so from here i am northbound
southbound please write me a letter.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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