Our Farewell

One more step, one more, and the guest will be at the door

There is an evening light on the road

I have known him for a lifetime

He is stepping through the doorway

Calling to him, he turns his head

I smile at him, saying "one more song"

He pauses by the door, leaning casually on the frame

Evening light pours across, pours through him

We listen together

When it is over, he raises a hand to me

A shadow moves on the floorboards

He steps across the threshold, into the West

And is gone