Wednesday, 3 December 2025

Move On

You set the sails,
Waved at me and moved on

I sat by the shore

Saw you leave, 

waved back and lived on


When it rained, 

I felt your tears.

When wind blew softly

I heard your voice


'Move on', you said

'Live on', I heard, 'till I come back'.

'Find someone', you said

'I'm the someone, always', I heard.


When soft winds blew

I felt my tears

I heard my own frantic voice 

'No, no. This can't happen'


What is it that

I am clinging to? 

My trust in strength of love

Or my hope for survival?


June 2023



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