Gone

…to loved ones missed, now sadly departed…

Gone

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after the clutter of leaving
after the hurry of goodbye
after sweet anticipation faded away

after no more embraces
after the laughter was memory
after the sadness collected day upon day

after the spaces fell empty
after the familiar grew distant
after our time together had become the past

after the taste of regret
after the loneliness mounted
after sands in the glass spilled away much too fast

I did not think it would be this quiet
I did not think it would seem so far
no I did not know it could be so quiet
nor did I know how this silence would scar

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rob kistner © 2011

13 thoughts on “Gone”

  1. We must remember that it always
    grows quiet before great events,
    like the dawn, a storm, or an
    important transition. This is a
    very contemplative piece, and
    the sentiment touches us gently.

  2. The permanence of losing someone (or the impermanence of our time and space here) shakes our foundation in the most profound way. You’ve captured its universality so well.

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