The Moon Managed To Erase The Distance Poem by Carmela Patterson

When I remember your leaving for a far off land
miles stretched for seventeen hours of flight
moon hanging heavily upon my heart;
my tears were as many as the stars;
missing you before you left, I felt bereft
of your presence, of your essence.

As I thought of you on Air India flying to Bangladesh
realization became my friend; I actualized
the same sun shining over me shone also upon you,
the same lunar blessing over me glowed over you
closing the gap between us like a warm navy comforter;
the moon managed to erase the distance
until you returned.