A Poem, No Less

This was, but a suggestion

by my self care app

To write to you, and

I'd been thinking the same for a while,

too

What to pen down, what to say?

What to ask, to this silence?

Been listening to that song you sent 

Exactly a year ago, wasn't it?

Oh, don't the lyrics resonate now

more than ever before...

Hey, how's it there? Are you 

keeping well? You know, I 

always wondered if hugs 

could perhaps reach that far...

Describe it all, won't you? I want

a poem, no less. Keep it ready 

to read over and 

over as we listen, again

Been going through that 

poem you loved

A hint of the winds, bound 

in the words...

Oh, but you broke free

and truly mingled with 

the winds tonight

Remember that test we always gave?

Couldn't help but ask

"How'd it go?", all excited, the 

night the results were out 

to the courier winds, as always. 

Learning

how to let it go,

I guess...

The emptiness 

is getting filled, echoes

of the soothing songs... 

Distracting... perhaps?

And I kept talking more, as usual

The winds keep silent still, ever

so soft, the light's 

faded, and 

now it's dark, your

whispers just out of reach. I can

but imagine...

Ca-ra-pher-ne-li-a

Hi-ra-eth

Sau-da-de

Na-tsu-ka-shii

(Cwtch, hm...?)

Such pretty words, what

to choose? Through which 

to express?

Oh and then again, 

There was, "Yūgen"

A profound sense of the universe,

as I said, or perhaps really

The beauty of humans suffering 

as you did...

The profoundness of it's 

meaning; yet another thing

left behind with me

The lamp post light

through the leaves, the

heavy fogs tonight...

The shifting shadows as I

dance alone

barefoot on the balcony, it's 

cold, but there's peace...

There's the winds tonight

And so are you...

Pages and pages

Don't forget, ok?

A poem, no less....