A dialogue in the drift

A dialogue in the drift

A Poem by Kandil

I was there, a place I never conquered before, a virgin land, no memories, no history, a land of escape, but not to hide, a rest after the battle. 
I resided on a rock facing the furious ocean, in the midst of the night, in the deepest depth of the night, I sighed out my worries through the deepest depth of my breath. 
I needed this peace; not that I have won the battle, but that I have forgiven, I wondered if that was the plan, I even didn't mind, I drifted again, as usual being a drifter. 
I was in peace even that I'm shredded, and torn apart, but still not in worry, my breaths were smooth not in a hurry, it felt determined, but not anymore mysterious, no tears were anymore struggling to escape, and no laughters were ready to summon, I was immersed in peace, no turns to the back or ahead; rather it was to my within. 
There was a presence on another rock, my heart sensed being a she, a human who resembles my human within, somehow drifted too and there we met; in the drift. 
We appeared so ready, she contemplated me the very same way I did, and both smiled. 

What led us here she said? 
I replied the wisdom I guess. 
But it took us much of pain and tears, she interrupted. 
And appreciation, I said. 
I lost hope! 
Me too, I thought I did. 
But why here and now she asked? 
To be free, I replied. 
You seem peaceful, intrigued she was! 
Certainly I am, but not less than you. 
I see we came from far away. 
And opposite routes, I interrupted. 
I know you believe it's wise. 
But I care no more! 
What about the pain? 
Soon it will resolve. 
And time? 
Soon it will refrain. 
I wiped my tears today and locked my heart yesterday. 
I thought I died long time ago. 
I ask you now how was the ride?
Trembling like a scared child abandoned in the dark, she replied. 
What about the lessons learned, I asked again? 
It just brought me here. 
Now I finally believe you exist. 
I was sure you do. 
I smelled your flesh everyday. 
I followed your shadow, I said. 
And I was always one step behind, she replied, then paused what's next, she asked? 
I guess it's time! 
Time for what, she exclaimed? 
Time to join our paths. 
So this is the final start?  
Yes, and will never part. 
I lost everything finding you! 
To start fresh, I said.

© 2019 Kandil


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Kandil
Kandil

Beirut, Lebanon



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