It was always there
One so resounding, never ending
It seemed to last forever
The pain and distraught it was bringing
When I least saw it coming
The spectrum I'm in got bigger, wider
In time's incessant passing
The resonance grew weaker, softer
Away, I got farther
Ceased recall of the feeling
A sillage, now only a reminder
Of a memory that would soon lose meaning
an outlook, a place I hope to reach
sillage (n.) - fr. a lingering impression of something having passed by