I stand swaying in the breeze
like the tree that lives
for many, many centuries
thoughts like leaves fly off me
in this wind encompassing me
Is there really another place?
someone I know
someone I love dearly
is going to find out soon
I ponder why this makes me sad
to see that I cry for myself
not the person moving on out of this hell
it's about connections and things learned
about words laughed over
and stumbled upon
in happy times and uncomfortable moments
the times that drew us
as near as the blood we share
my thoughts harden now
hoping the wind will see my stance and leave me alone
this information has become the whirl-wind
around my head of leaves
I bow
ever forceful this invisible being
that leads me the way I need to go
regardless of any wish of mine
and I see
a little bit
if this is what happens to you
if this is what happens to me
then
this is what happens
unsure of the rest of the story
I wait hoping I
will see you again
this droplet of rain
is more for me than for you
but it is because of who your were
someone I thought
would
live forever
someone I cherish so deeply
my roots become exposed
and the ground seems to be wearing away
and that's ok
because it was ok with you
your hearty laughter produced joy
in those around you
your caring hand
has always held up this spruce
and now I must grow again
no one said there would be no pain
no one said it would be easy
but it is what it is
and I know that now
but you will have to excuse me
for always wanting you to be around