The Voyage of Yours

Who can imagine that
to recall you falls on this kind of way.
You have once said that
this is the life we're going to pay.

Here, I am on shore,
watching you boarding the ship
for being a sailor you're meant to be,
drifting to the other side you will see.

By the time your shadow
draws back to a needle
piercing hearts of a huddle
and leaves them a moment
recalled
of transient being.
And the world is still spinning.

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