No longer in that ever great love
and no longer seeking its substitute
that gypsy well known for moving away
stands still to know and assimilate
the strange and amazing moves
of the now invisible.
And with the shake of her head
she sighs her astonishment
and yet she knows, deep down she knows,
love never abandons or cuts the ties
though seemingly it would appear.
She breathes the change that’s come her way
straight into her inner sanctum
but there’s no debate or argument
in the silence of her immobility.
It’s beautiful there and so comforting
but soon she must bid farewell
and take to the trails one more time
to come face to face
with the beginning again and ending
of what she has always known
was her one and only life purpose.
Perhaps she will miss the trundling along
in her wagon grown older with time
but her call to the wild, “Wish me well”
can be heard today, tomorrow, until
she must again … know and assimilate!