Reflected

Sadly, we watch a greying man
under great and unconscious beauty
and he is thinking about the time wasted
imagining it is so long
hungry, longing, waiting
realizing now the ship has sailed
he can still see it on the horizon
wondering how he missed its docking
the beauty is still visible
even if he has to squint
but he cannot answer
whether it could ever
really be touched let alone
held.