Miles and Miles

Is does not matter how you arrive there
Nor if the hour is late or the sky dark.
Silence or sound has no importance
Are you aware?
Of the flickering message that I sent?
Have you seen
The miles and miles that stretch between?

Your heavy head rested on the windowpane
The conversation flowed…
Then ebbed away.
Your father glanced at you again and again
But you could find nothing to say.

You dreamt of the visions you were to see,
Your peaceful face and closed eyes smiled.
Filling your mind with things unrelated to me,
While I dreamt of broken rings.

In your dream
Were there miles and miles in between?
Will you ever see
The miles
And miles
That stretch between?