lingering memories
chain of mountains
birds singing their song
green meadows
and -
the river that runs through
vivid memories
of us walking along the river bank
fingers intertwined
lying on the wet grass
identifying shapes of clouds
rocks singing us a melodious song
as the river runs through
i still go there
sometimes
to relive the moments
of togetherness
our presence still lingers
amidst the mountains
the meadows
i still see you
lying on the grass
your voice lost
in the sound of
the river that runs through
you begin to disappear
blurring with each step i take
i reach the spot
where i saw you
but -
you are gone
crossed over to the other side
the outstretched field of heaven.
i sit on the grass alone
the birds sing
a mournful song,
as if joining me in my grief
the rocks play a soothing tune
as the river runs through
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