Now That You Are Gone

Now that you are gone — I stand —
In hollow rooms — without a hand —
The light has thinned — the air is cold —
A silence — heavier than Gold —

I do not know — what next to do —
Your shadow lingers — but not you —
Each stair — remembers where you trod —
And keeps the Secret — from its God —

You were — a World — entire — and vast —
But Worlds collapse — and cannot last —
I measure now — three feet — by six —
Where Earth with Wood — in sorrow — mix —

The Lid is cracked — the grain is torn —
And yet — I dream you might be born —
Again — in some unspoken Thread —
That binds the Living — to the Dead —

They say — Entanglement — is true —
Though I confess — I never knew —
How one small Leaf — that shivers — Green —
Could prove a Bond — in what is Seen —

If you still breathe — beyond the Stone —
Perhaps — I do not grieve — alone —
And every tremor — in the Tree —
Reminds — that you — remember Me —
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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