A tear falls into a lake that was created since you left. I cannot, to this day, remember the moment I sadly began to sheds tears for you
What was once a desolate dessert, now a boundless lake
The lake took an eternity to develop, as the ground was very parched and dry
At first, the arid wasteland I found myself in, had no beginning and no end
The sun was unforgiving, the land smoldering in the heat. The darkness of night, dry and freezing, stole the moisture of my tears before they hit the ground
Only in the early dawn hours could you see the remnants of my suffering, as dew drops on the few strands of grass in the shadowed areas, behind a large formation rocks I had found as refuge
Countless times the sun advanced, and as many times in the darkness, the moon looked down upon me with sadness
After what has seemed an eternity, I now find myself in the middle of a vast lake
I cannot see the shores in any direction I look. I feel alone and lost, but I do find a bit of comfort on the rocks that have been my soul's bastion and companion in my desolation
When I cry at night, the ripples of the tear drops I shed, send unending waves away from me to distant shores
Upon these ripples I see the moons' distorted reflection, the illusion of her smiles flashing up to me between the crowns of the water's reflection
The sun now brings warmth, and the night solace
Sometimes at night I can almost hear the echoes of my heartbeat
I believe the lake has restored part of my spirit. The water signifying my sacrifice and my contribution to life, promising growth.. the now gentle sun, promises life
I am almost ready to set off from my self-imposed solitude. I shall swim until I tire, with hopes of reaching a shore where I may once again regain my way
The only question I have
is
in which direction should I go?
An Awakening © 2019 Roberto Carlos
Loneliness can heal