into the west

Here is where I feel the loss and the gain. Between earth and sky, sea and meadow.

Here is where we gloriously wasted away the hours. And each time I return, here is where I’m reminded of the emptiness that is now.

Yes, there is still magic. Seals and dolphins come to play. History continues to chat. The waves parade across the shore. And why should the ocean mourn with me? The grief is mine.  

I won’t allow the pain to blot out the pleasure of balancing on this ridge of heaven. There’s no sense in that.

I will remember you.