Wind and Water

I have lived many places, traveled more,
Returning like this wind now to this shore.
Always I thought I would have each of them,
Not only in my mind but to visit again,
But no place ever returns quite the same,
And I found I could never go again.
This sand where I ran still looks as it did,
Reflecting sunlight where the waves retreat,
But the thrill that I felt as I ran as a kid
On the hard-washed sand is not in my feet.
I am happy here, and other places I have known
Please me still as I visit fully grown,
But haunting tones have entered my heart here
With memories of places year by year.
Even in it, I miss this place, although
I cannot say why, only know it is so.

KLK

2005