Wednesday, January 28, 2015

The meaning of gone

At the mention of waves,
you came to me.
The sea
it brings you to me.
All the moments in my head
came to me
like a tsunami.
One after the other.
At night, when you taught me
that saltwater heals.
At sunset, when you taught me to float
to be free
and let the sea rock me.
At noon, when we swam at high tide
with fish and fishermen by our side
when the sea took me above your head
and you felt my toes touch your floating hairs.
In the morning,
when the tide was low
and the walk to the water seemed eternal.
I will always miss you, pa.
And the sea will always bring me to you.

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