There was I, face-to-face with myself,
looking off to the distant sea--and
Longing from a far away hill.

The plans that I had made:
The hopes and fears
throughout the years, . .
and the dreams that never did come true,
like the love I never really knew . . .

Longing, from a far away hill.

But love walks with me,
as a light within me doth truly shine . . .
Though a room may be empty with a sadness kind of mist:
A light within me, doth shine.
Fore I know that she is here
and will always be there,
somewhere:

Longing, from a far away hill.

 Looking off to the distant sea,
I picture her, smiling back at me:
Longing, from a far away hill.


For---Paulette

Copyright © 1992 by Jason Leigh

Photo: The Black Hills, South Dakota, USA