here.

here the same wildflowers
first I ever picked you
(tiny perfect delicate)
peek out and shout your name

here the same trees grow
shady spaces to shelter us
here the same clouds form out of reach
here the same wind blows

here the same sun
descends the same sky
into the same ocean we once watched
slowly darken together

here the same ghost
suffuses the same world
flows out of the same void
your absence continually leaves

hear the same distance
hear the same wind
hear the same flowers
hear the same longing