Seconds, minutes, hours and days will pass
months and years will expand
I feel the emptiness within
The yearning to be loved, held and comforted
is all but a dream each day.

I take a stroll in the wilderness
Look at the winged creatures on trees
Stare at the rays of the sun
streaming through the trees
and yearn to hold your hand

Mornings dawn, My body cold and aging
Nights come and go, my heart a heavy stone
Tears stream down endlessly
I whisper your name silently
I see your face above me, I am hallucinating

I know I must break the bonds, the attachment
I know I must take a step ahead
I know I must give in to my well being too,
I have toiled for others on silent terms
Missing out on the wonders I must embrace.