Departure

Written by: mondi mapasa

O, beautiful one
How I love you so
Like the big'un that I never had
Yet life had to happen
Our human ways had but to play a part
That it lead to us departing on grounds of our very Source of life

When that had nothing to do with everything that is everything
We were for growth instead we created conditions that only fed our twisted ways
Where I became clay and you mould
I seemed to moulder, loosing parts of I
Confused with everything that is
Only way I could be was but to drink from your very cup

Which is but a displeasing form to our very Source
This form presented itself in a way that hurt I
And I couldn't bear it
Clouded by emotions and obligations
I had to depart (regardless of them)
And our very Source was made an excuse

Or this very fact took form in an area
So sacred
Your very essence
Was but essential and I know not how
Some junction are but limited in time
Yet fruitful in occurrence for both
And departures so sour never hoped for