Image source: https://www.pexels.com/photo/beach-clouds-dawn-dusk-262325/

Every loss affects us
Big or small
Material of physical
The time it takes to move on
Differs from moment to moment
When the waves come crashing on to the shore
All You can do is see what they have in store
The flow of them will catch You
Even if You try to latch on to something
In their tiny satchel
They hold a message that’s of some value
Everything in life will end and start again anew
What You do in between those moments
Will carry You through or
Make You die again soon

Ian Altosaar

Leave a Comment