Departure

I lit a candle last night.

I didn't even call it strange.

This is how we get the beloved home.

Sometimes there is nothing to save

when the past is broken

by loss, violence & trauma.

The candle burned itself down

beside me on the sofa.

Call & answer.

Departure cannot be stopped,

it registers unease.

Very little will matter.

Reviews

[Costa Siwale]

For me, the imagery of the candle burning down evoked both ritual and impermanence, a symbol of grief. Very little will matter indeed.
I enjoyed this one, short! but sharp in feeling.