Despite losing you

Beckoned home by dawn’s light, the valley lost in a shadow.

Alone I wander, calling out your name, but the creator came

To take you home.

A whisper on a crimson river, riding an expectation of what we

deserve. Is there nothing the moon hasn’t seen?

Always two steps behind, perhaps posed to fall.

I know the higher we fly,

Mercy will call your name.

The marbling of the sky intertwined with peace.

Honoring a journey you walked alone.

I did not yearn though I had known why you left.

There’s only one way through it.

Et Tu, I live despite losing you.