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Sunday 31 October 2010

She's gone

She's gone,
slipping through my fingers.

I let her go.
And like deer released
she became a part of the forest
as if it was familiar -
a long lost homeland.
And like a fish
let back into the sea
she entered the depths
and embraced the unknown
as if it were a long lost friend.

And I, her guardian,
stood on the brink
and watched her disappear
displaced by the undergrowth,
displaced by the waves
- as if she had never been mine.

1 comment:

  1. i miss you ma.

    i cry inside because everything reminds me of how much i miss you. and how i didn't do all the things i could have done for you when i was still with you.
    and i miss you every minute
    and i want to come back and sit in your lap and come and lie down beside you in the mornings like i used to. i miss you.

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