Your Image in My Mind

I've come once again; full circle in my life,
but not quite.
The mantle that once fell round my shoulders has since fallen off,
the world revolved, changed, and I with it.
Ideals realized, then betrayed, and still the world continues to spin, taking me with it -
An almost unwilling passenger.
So close, so far - reach out and almost touch that which you yearn for -
Mentor, teacher, lover, stranger turned friend - all dreams of the past and still not realized.
The struggle goes on, the yearning pulls,
Still searching, grasping, wishing.
I pause and have to look,
It makes me cry,
Why must I accept?
It hurts, I will not look - still I will fight -
I did not come this far to have it fail,
And fade away.
When life bears down on me,
Still I look to you:
Your whisperings still echo in my mind -
I trace your body from its image in my mind.