Half a Moment

- jan-u-wine

When
have I ever
told you
 
'no' ?
 
I can count
the times
on the fingers

of
 
your  hand.
 
Always,
 
it has ever been
to stop you
going
where I could not follow.
 
Not this time.
 
Somehow,
I know
this time
you
must go alone.....
 
somehow I know
you
should
go
alone.
 
But do not think
you have fooled
your Sam.
 
Your task is done,
but
 
you have
straightforwardly
left me mine.
 
I might almost admire this new trait,
Master,
did I not know what it portends....
 
After all this long while,
you cannot hope that I do not
know....
 
I know you, Master,
I know you,

like i know the grey little rain
that quietly touches the Hill
and leaves naught but mist
and dew-diamonds in its wake....
 
i know you.  
 
I see the Road you intend.
 
And, almost,
suddenly,
 
find I wish to laugh with joy
in the midst of my most
bitter tears.
 
For our Roads
lead only
back to each other....
 
they lead only Home,
 
a Home made real
by the knowing of
a task well-completed.
 
You have set me my task..
 
I will keep the Shire for you,
in dream,
in truth....
 
it shall be always as you remember,
always as you wish it to be:
 
 
blazed with summer,
 
innocent with Spring,
 
red-gold with Fall .....
 
hushed with crystalline winter.....
 
 
My children..... 
 
that great army of Gardners you have seen in dreams....
 
they will remember you....
 
in the quiet of your study,
in the great-room which will
be,,
of a sudden,
busy with laughter and running steps,
 
in the whispering corn of summer fields....
and the hushed sky blazed with stars....
 
I will see they remember you.
 
And, one day, in the midst of all
the remembering,
 
I shall find the task at its end,
 
and all the time that has flowed
between us,
around us, 
 
has only been a moment.....
 
 
I can let you go, now.
 
It will only be for a moment,
won’t it?
 
 
Unaccountable,
how very long
some
moments
are.