© July 23, 2015 by Swami X

Sitting on rocks

Gazing across water

     at train tracks and buildings and blue sky

A perfect picture

Minus the empty space beside him

It was only last night she said goodbye

 

In the blink of an eye

A year and a half passed

from her first steps toward him

to watching her walk away

With another drop of his eyelash curtain

His play will be over

 

He finds comfort

Knowing that when he sees her again

From the wider vantage point

Without eyes’ limitations

     he will not feel sadness or anger or regret

 

Only love for the woman

Who came into his life

At the right time

And left

At the right time

Even if it didn’t feel right

At the time