You will not find fragments of me
\nlike leaves,
\nscattered here and there.
\nYou will not miss me
\nlike the pages of a book,
\na shadowy smile,
\na glint of sun through the trees.
\nI am none of those things.
\nI am a vessel full of hope, desire.<\/p>\n
I never lost my thirst.
\nI was always afraid,
\nalways joyous.
\nI lived in my shoes
\nand wore out their soles.
\nI used up the cutlery of my heart,
\nthen ate with my hands.
\nI never drowned.
\nI was never full.
\nI never lost my way.
\nI kept track of doors.<\/p>\n
My loves were glued to my soul.
\nI never lost them
\nthough they missed me
\nwhen I hid in the darkness,
\nwhen I buried pain
\nand refused to let them see.
\nBut I was never late when they called,
\nand when they slept,
\nI sang lullabies
\nand closed the windows to the storm.<\/p>\n
Some day,
\nwhen I leave,
\nwhen the foam of the shore
\nentices me into the dark currents beyond,
\nthey will find an empty house
\nfull of sun,
\nwith moonlight in the closets,
\nand a song in the eves,
\nwhich I wrote only for them,
\nand they will breathe me in like air,
\nand we will stand by the window,
\nand weep that love stays longer than forever.
\nHold my hand my dear ones,
\nhold my hand.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
You will not find fragments of me like leaves, scattered here and there. You will not miss me like the pages of a book, a…<\/p>\n