A kiss a sigh

A galaxy of tears

It has been 12 years

And still I cannot say goodbye

You were everything I know

My compass my bow 

My refuge my biggest fears

My dearest of dears

You waited for the wintry sunlight

Soared into an ice-field of stars 

I lost track of your remains

Only to find them later again 

At the bottom of a paper bag.

I used to dream you were alive

I had been mistaken, it was all a lie

Intense relief pouring out to quell

This nightmare –  all was again well.

 In all of us you left a void

Upturned, uprooted from your soil

I hear your voice, I know your words

The dance of your hands the texture of your skin.

And still Mother asks, where you have been. 

20.8.2020 

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