Oct 8, 2015


With no safe harbor we fight the storm
The tempest’s rage, the wind and sea
Eye fixed on the bow and wave
I turn and she is gone

I reach for her she slips my grasp
I call for her and hear my echo
I look for her and see my shadow
Beneath the sea, she’s gone

Storm has passed, sea is calm
A hole torn in my soul
Unspeakable emptiness, with no redress
Now that she is gone

I will heal, of course, in time
As all things do, as life goes on
But the void will still remain

 And I will grow to embrace it,
And, in time, to treasure it
And wear it like a crown.

Godspeed my Katie, godspeed.