" You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself " - A Buddhist Saying
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Why would you ignore me? Why would you not respond to my pleas?
I wait for your arrival like a shipwrecked floating in the Seas
I dare not ask, but are you not in love with my mind anymore?
Your silence in answering my questions, I will not consider it abrogating, the opposite not an affirmation.
Many moons ago you asked me what I missed about you and I had blurted incoherence
Here is my attempt to undo the misconduct, so as to not be remembered by my naivety
I miss the hours we spent rolling around in topics - raw, bold or venerable
When the libations released us from societal rules, your words freely interlaced with mine
Copulating with ideas, we exerted philosophically to enrich our mundane lives!
We constructed scenarios, our souls explored what could be possible, and together we soared
Our consciousness, a union wherein each gave more than one received
Having each other fleetingly, we begrudgingly yielded to an essential for our Self
It's been months and weeks - life without you is banal, and dare I say prosperous
A semblance of familial peace has been gained with forced quietude and tolerance
A sense of unease, however pervades - the Void kept at bay, barely at the precipice.
I long to bask in your intuitive glow Kei - my mind is, but a dark cavern without your light
It sees no purpose in creating nuggets when it does not have you, to chisel and shape into refinement
What good is a gold mine when there is no one brave to enter and explore?