(Not) A Good-Bye

Boudhanath, Kathmandu – Walking Away

From me to you — a quiet good-bye:

There is no time for anything else;

You know me, and you know that I can’t

Make speeches, loud but forgettable;

/

I’ve talked to you for months now and months:

Roaming your streets, taking in your nights,

Getting soaked in your rains, letting in your cold,

Making your time, your rhythm, your prayers – mine;

/

From me to you – a small good-bye smile;

I have no strength for anything else;

I have been so alive here, I’m tired

Of the joys and pains you’ve showered me with;

/

I leave you to be somebody else;

I’ll keep you in my heart as you are;

I thank and bless you millions of times,

And hope that this, in spite of all, is not a good-bye

6 thoughts on “(Not) A Good-Bye

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s