Longing

You come to me in dreams
I feel your spirit flowing through me
I can almost touch you
But I don’t need to 
I see you floating through daylight
Your gaze upon me when I turn away
I do the same 
When you’re not looking 
And sometimes 
Our eyes meet 
And just for a moment 
All else falls away
There is reaching that remains undone
A space between us filled to the brim
The energy bursts palpable
Activated, with nowhere to go
There is intentional non-doing
Mindful witnessing of all that is
Watching, allowing and releasing 
Outwardly composed
Internally conflicted
These sensations are reminders
Of what makes us feel alive
Even when we say nothing at all
And carry on 
With the rest of our day.