Poem: When I’m Gone

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If you must think of me,

Then think of me happy

And think of me free.

Imagine me as a bird,

Or a star,

Or a cloud.

Rising.

Soaring

Roaming.

Lost and found,

Lasting and fleeting,

Loved and forgotten

All at once.

Imagine me here

Beside you now.

The warmth in your belly as I whisper the words:

“Wherever you are, you’ll find me there.”

I am gone,

But I’m not far.

I’m the blowing of the wind, 

The burning of the sun, 

And the whisper of the sea

As it brushes against the sand.

I’m the robin on the bench,

The bee on the sunflower,

The singing of the birds

And the rainbow over the hills.

I am all I ever was

And our love is as before,

And one day we’ll re-unite

There in the void beyond the shore.