My bones ache with your pain
The love and hurt so deep that
Only the ocean and all its tears
can comprehend.
The raging fire is only quelled by
this sea of sadness.
A well of love gone wrong.
And now after the storm’s passed
I am left again with spring
And the blossoms in my heart are
at once confusing and comforting.
This love has no end.
It refuses to die.
I just want to love you.
I just want to love you.
I just want you to know.
And I will try to be more like my
teacher, the wind.
The one who lingers only when it
has a job to fulfill,
and leaves when leaves have all turned.
No need to stay and stir.
I love you
and you will see it in the whispers
of my undying love for me.
– Nisha Moodley