Turn

June 18, 2016

An’ I must go
For you have left
An empty hole
Where once
my soul was still

And I alone
Am all I see
Singly, simply
nothing but
a hand among the reeds

desolate
as the sun shines through
reflecting upon
the waters
and sparkling

with cold light
and little stars
of motes traveling
to and fro
alone never touching

turn your eyes
turn them here
to this, my sentinel
standing sober
alone on the walls

watching the sea
empty
soulless without you
praying
that you will turn

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