The sky still bleeds orange at dawn
The road still meanders on
The rivers still battle the falls and rapids
The cattle home run in stumpedes
The ocean always looks constantly still
And my pride is still such a bitter pill
The Mvule still sheds her beautiful leaves
My ear still eaves, my soul still grieves
The mountain top is still a silver blur
And the missing shards linger somewhere on the floor
The cranes still sing within the rhythm of dusk
My mind is fatigued trying to accomplish the task
Of saying goodbye and forgetting about it all
Even if my sub conscious still hears your voice call
The bed still shivers and clings to the fragrance of you
And the "I" in my alphabet still really loves "U"