I still hear your voice – it makes me feel strong on foggy days
It is both powerful and vulnerable – as perhaps you were
And I am too – the phoenix from the flame
You gave me comfort and strength
Led me to your homeland where I wandered the streets
Sat in churches and listened to conversations
Any little nuance that would make me feel closer to you –
To understand the world that had formed in my head
Of course, I learnt that chasing thoughts
Is not a tangible affair – you were a person
But what you gave to me was thoughts and feelings – the right to live
I miss you but am glad you showed me your magic –
The ability to both raise my voice and the capacity to ‘be’ enough for myself inside.
Thank you for visiting!