The dust raised by the falling tree 

Once had me blinded, helpless 

My cries were buried by the noise 

Of the earth shaking under its weight. 

Today, it feels like a burden has lifted 

And my soul, once again, takes flight

Into hopes that seemed impossible 

Into dreams that once seemed dead. 

There is still remorse, of course, 

This moment has passed into oblivion. 

But my being feels re-assured that

This heart hasn't lost the ability to feel.

Love is pain, and pain is love,

And love is also the light of day. 

And therefore i must live it, love it, 

For as long as in this world I'll stay.

I am your reflection, in the waters of time.

Every part of me shaped by what we were.

A slave of the past, of your memories,

Perhaps chained forever by your reflection?

Your reflection infinite like the sky

It expands, and I forever expand with it.

From hell to heaven, ocean to sun,

The entire creation is in its play.

And therefore you have set me free,

From the bondage of my mortality.

Today my back faces you, my love

I am, however, only your reflection.

Where do these streets take me? 

Once brimming with hope, 

They now brood. 

Once running into the future, 

They now look back. 

Into the darkest corners of me

Into what I don't want to see 

Into who I don't want to be. 

These streets might consume me. 

Once harbinger of change,

Now more of the same. 

Once a glorious new dream, 

Now a sleepless night. 

A night of painful introspection. 

A night of solitary confinement. 

A night of desperation. 

But I wait, now, patiently, 

For an absolution that always came. 

I wait for change to being me out. 

But there lurks a fear deep within 

What if it doesn't arrive this time?

I wish I could hold on forever

To this moment, this beautiful one. 

I wish this song would keep playing

Hope this melody never echoes empty. 

But this too shall pass, like all else

This me, here today, will die soon. 

This fleeting nature will wear me out 

My memories, my joys, my sorrows. 

For this fleeting moment, let me cheer

To life, to rebirth and to rejuvenation.

Maybe plant a little sapling today 

That may give shade to my future self. 

Neither time not distance, it seems 

Can keep my thoughts chained. 

Like a gushing stream of pristine water, 

The memories makes their presence felt.

Blatant, like an unforgettable image;

And even when the eyes may be closed

The sound of water hitting the rocks 

Takes me back to a tumultuous time. 

These voices will never go away, fade 

Hence I must buy my peace with them.

Live a life so beautiful, a daring adventure

That the sounds unite in a singular melody.

This separation, this walk through wilderness
It may be making me sad, tearing my soul.
But somewhere deep within me, a voice says
That this is the best path, for you and for me.

For I fear that the baggage of my past,
Is too heavy even for the both of us to carry.
I fear that I may make you unhappy,
Unless I get rid of this baggage of the past.

I fear that coming close to you too soon
May make me reckless, restless, blind
Like a gushing river meeting a brick wall
I may break; my broken heart can't afford.

Even as the darkness of my past returns
I am determined to not let it defeat me.
For the dream my eyes see, my heart lives
The dream where we are together, happy.

Sometimes, in this long dark walk alone
I look for your hand; wait for your voice
My heart sinks when there is none,
And I stop for a while to let the tears dry.

But then I pick myself up and trudge along
Towards that uncertain future, that date
It is only hope that keeps me going now
A hope, I hope, that you share with me.

Welcome home, my long lost friend.
It feels awkward, this reunion.
I had forgotten your touch, your feel.
And yet something intense now burns within.

The haunting memory of the past, perhaps?
Of how we fell from grace, together
And how our ways parted since,
Till I had almost forgotten that you existed.

But now you stand here before me,
A grim reminder of my follies,
And I do not know what to do,
How to lessen this heartburn you cause.

I cannot let you enter my house,
Lest it ignite this delicate balance,
I must confront you, ask you to leave
Because this moment is too precious to miss.

I like it here, this new start
For the blood of the past
No longer colours my present.
A fresh paint adorns the walls.

I like it here, this new day
For there is a new sun, a new breeze
The dreams of the future rest in peace
While the present dances to a new tune.

I like it here, this strange place
Because it evokes no feeling,
Neither intense love nor brooding hatred,
It feels like a new canvas; a new life.

The relentless sea on my land
Washing every trace of change.
Every mound I had built,
Systematically obliterated.

I return to that primeval state,
Where nothing exists, nothing will.
Where things remain the same,
Where change is unheard of.

I return to that nothingness,
My partner of ages before.
the fuel to the fire of my life,
This emptiness I now return to.

Every mountain isn't yours to climb,
Every emotion not yours to be felt,
Every dream not yours to be lived,
Every love not yours to be enjoyed.

This little world of yours, my friend
That is all you take from this here.
The paraphernalia you will leave behind,
Maybe for another weary traveller to rejoice.

These moist eyes will soon dry up,
This melancholy song will cease too.
This love will die an uninteresting death,
The embers will burn bright before fading away.