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



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