another return...

The breeze, a surprising chill,
danced across your grave.

A visit today, midday, the first
since my return from another continent
where your spirit followed me.

Back and forth, through space and time;
fall there arrived in rain,
spring here in sun and chill.

Sitting on your last resting place
remembering your madonna smile;
keeps me on my journeys
knowing that your presence senses mine
and mine yours.

Note:
Found this today while packing for Myanmar