I could wander, pacing
the places I walked before,
knowing them again and for the first time
I could call your name,
hear it slip off my tongue,
whisper through grasses
I could forever search your scent
that I would find here then there
Instead, I sit by the quiet of rippling water
in which I see myself smiling
I kicked off my shoes
which sank to the bottom
of the blueness before me, barefoot,
I wander with my spirit
Ceased measuring my life
in kilometers, stopped tracing
my well being with changing backdrops
The only one now is the sun greeting me
and taking leave, over this great expanse
of ever-changing liquid
My heart stands still, content
to know itself, and you,
you are everywhere, in everything
Photograph by Nick Zungoli
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