Rain on the Ocean

It's like rain on the ocean,

Somewhere far out at sea.

Lonely, unseen and distant,

Yet still so real to me.

My faith runs before me,

A shadow without touch.

A love with no redemption,

A time that's not worth much.

The days I am without you,

Are really not a lot.

And yet you are still with me,

And yet you are still are not.

From Richard Carson to his wife Sue

Valentine's Day, 1998.

City of Mazatlan, Sinola, Mexico.