The Next Life, I Promise
I meet my own longing again You are a mirror shows me how much I ache to be understood how much of me is still unfolding In the next life I will not hesitate I will find you and sit beside you without walls or wounds between us If you ask me What changed in five years I’ll tell you Once, pain came like thunder and I stood in the storm, frozen for a whole day Now, pain still comes but I open the window let it rain let it weep with me and then I breathe it out like incense from a temple This is how I’ve changed I still feel everything But now I let it pass through me instead of becoming me - Subhashi Tania de Silva