Out of a book, a little trick
Instead of the picture and much longing
for that lost face,
place yourself within the frame.
You are back together again, if only
in the past or in the dream,
or this gilded picture in mind.
But it is no longer a dream or a picture
of loss. And then you go on,
down the road you have to go, together.
David Ray, Music of Time: Selected & New Poems, The Backwaters Press, 2006.