I wonder how she feels
that one day, suddenly,
the sound of footsteps in her wake faded.
Because it has made its own choices.

It used to plead for answers,
but now it walks alone.
It holds its head high,
and knows its own goal.

And in the beginning,
it never looked back.
For the thought of freedom
was a lifelong yearning
that was finally realized.

But then it felt that liberation
can be a hazard as it is a treat.
Having regrets is suffocatingly sweet.

Because change is unchangeable
in time’s inevitable passing.

In a rush to try everything,
the taste was lost.
Some were spilled,
some were ignored.
And as years passed,
the cycle came to an end
and all that’s left was to go back the bend.

And she stands there waiting,
as described by others:
just the same but with a few more lines
on her beautiful face,
smiling… welcoming…

And until it finds itself
with the same treasure to nurture,
it will pursue her until the end and stay,
no longer behind, but beside her,
to share the wisdom each has learned.

____

by Adrienne Luzanne

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