by Duncan Dwelle, January 1986

A friend from far,
for now unknown,
reached out to me
and withdrew me from the headlong race
toward far horizons.

Called for reflections -
private thoughts of who I think I am;
some introspection:
why I choose to stand while others ran
to/from unknowns.

A voice like hers -
rare song among a thousand souls -
asks me questions,
reveals my answers fraught with holes,
without saying.

Reading letters,
words unfettered from my heart
she knows me better
though our friendship is just a start
than merely friend.