unbound

 

Unbound 

estefaaano_writes 

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I held your absence like water in cupped hands,

atoms that once belonged to us both 

now seeping through fingers.

                                            I let them go.

By shallow pools where your words gather,

I stand naked in my observance,

refusing the intoxication of memory's scent.

What is odorless cannot haunt.

My voice,

      A tremor that breaks against mountain walls,

      returns to me across oceans

      without your echo.

Is it freedom I taste, or just destruction?

Temples reduced to sand, forests to stumps.

But see how green persists,

       how it climbs through wreckage.

The heart is not heavy, it is vast.

I contain what you never saw:

deserts and plains,

worker and aristocrat,

                         slave and master;

multitudes you never touched.

Your embrace was merely a station

in the endless procession of becoming.

Death laughs at our goodbyes.

What dies gives birth.

If you search for me, look beneath your soles,

in dirt where I've become something elemental.

You may not recognize what I mean now,

but I will filter through your blood anyway,

                                       a different nourishment.

I wait, but not forever.

The universe flows on, indifferent

to the moment we severed, 

                         

               untranslatable and untamed.

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