The Nature of the Heart

I was aware that the sun was shining,
That I was standing by the footbridge
At O'Leno State Park,
But my eyes were filled
With the radiant man before me,
His sparkling eyes,
The aliveness of his face,
His ample hair and beard.

Though he was in the sun,
He was lit from within.

I no longer remember 
The conversation we were
So happily engaged in,
But I can still hear his laugh 
And see his light.