*Fragments of moments
That can never fuse into
Wholesome experience
Are what remains
When you depart
With the light on your back
Leaving
Shards of luminescence
Splattered
In your wake
I remain
Bound
In the wastelands
Of attachment
Perpetually
Chasing your ghost
Until I become one.*
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
*Fragments of moments
That can never fuse into
Wholesome experience
Are what remains
When you depart
With the light on your back
Leaving
Shards of luminescence
Splattered
In your wake
I remain
Bound
In the wastelands
Of attachment
Perpetually
Chasing your ghost
Until I become one.*
