There was an alone never felt before.
The night giving way to the morning.
I watched the mist dance.
Skin crawling from a day’s long.
As I sat paralyzed thinking every story was true.
Struck four and I heard a song.
Like something needed me in the flesh.
To watch them dance and sing.
Share spirits for a spirit.
Only I would ever see.
That night they all went free.
I awoke and the sun was shining.
Quiet the mind, and the soul will speak. – Ma Jaya Sati Bhagavati
I’ll stand that day,
at the foot of your grave.
Just past the last of those who cared.
My presence will be for a moment,
give a second for each stolen year.
A prayer, I will bring only one.
Cold eulogy from a son.
Not because I have lost you.
No…because I have forgotten you.
I held the prettiest flower this morning.
It reminded me of you.
Sadly, it too had been plucked from its roots.
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I had you for a while,
then…I lost you to the sea.
Alone in these narrows,
until the day you return to me.