Authored: November 24, 2019

This nobility in loneliness
I understand it
I stepped away from the limelight
Away from the withering lights
Where I lived with memories
Subdued by paradigms of another reality.

I am no longer weighed down
Released into the streams of the sky
Through winds of constant change
There I felt your touch
Remembered a dream, our dream.

Those fractures became snowflakes
Of such urgency that they fell
Hitting our memories turning into newformed stars
Tears became mighty streams
That flowed beneath bright stars
Memories.