Perhaps we'll all find the answers somewhere in time'

Something from the ether just got me thinking about Uncle Peter and then I looked through an old journal of mine back to the date when he died - it was two years ago today.

'You were out there drowning but it never showed.
'til inside a rainswept night you just...let...go.

You've thrown it all away
and now we'll never see the ending to the play:
the grand design, the final line,
and what was meant to be.

In the dark a distant runner
now has disappeared into the night -
leaving us to stand and wonder
Staring from this end into your life'