Distance

Distance is a source of rest and unrest,
Distance can mean longing, for a bird, away from his nest,
Distance can mean wheels rolling around a zillion times on its crest,
Distance can mean that, between two hearts, and that between fingers entwined in thrust,
Distance can mean the time we spend looking at the horizon at rest,


a pursuer of roads, across mountains and curbs,


a snail gliding for hours, just to reach a few feet afar in  wet slurps,


a leaf passing sands and waters, directions unknown, yet miles it turns,


a pair of foot steps walking alongside in sand, walking, twisting in loving huddles,


a longer wait, a longer hour, a longer month , a longer second is distance in farthest measures.