mind, drifting
soul, wandering
heart, freezing
the whole being, questioning

when will one
ever find its way
towards a sense of familiarity,
a certain kind of bliss?

moments, fleeting
memories, passing
once the time comes,
will you be able to move along?

mind slowly wanders
to questions remained unanswered.
hanging by a thread,
losing grip of reality.

the presence
of one’s absence
can it ever be felt
by a departing being?

but one always wonders,
of what comes next
to the uncertain tomorrow
of one’s inevitable end.