I am tired of goodbyes, by which I condemn myself to an
isolated existence; as I leave family and friends scattered across the globe in
the wake of my departures and their own.
I know that their loving energy reaches out in an effort to close the
distance between us, as if to embrace and assure me that I am not truly alone. No longer do I have a sense as to where home
lies; for if home is where the heart is, I have carelessly left it in a myriad
of places with unlikely caretakers, so that it is simply muddled in confusion
over this matter, which has been years in the making. Or perhaps, in giving it away piece by piece
and hiding bits away in such obscure nooks, which I now cannot specifically
recall or access, I wonder if anything remains to excavate from within this
fleshy shell; while I simultaneously ponder if ever ‘goodbye’ will hold any
other meaning than ‘so long forever...’
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