In That If of Ever

What wonder in that if of ever. Veiled grey, as fog would, then all begone. Done are those days that dwell upon that lake’s edge. Peer upon less murky tide. Unsmiling, uninvited, unheard from. Where now in such wonder, in that if of ever? Wayfires that warm this wanderer in soul. Home, and lit candle. Window where she waits and smiles. The hex of roaming lies here no more. All spells lifted save one. Hers upon me, and the road calls nevermore. Now gone, this if of ever. She is every moment, smiling at me forevermore.

– Mitsuo Tanaka

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