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Goodbye (The Island)
Goodbye.
Maybe we'll see each other again?
I nod in reply, and wave,
and then she walks away
Joining the sea
the faceless crowd
with only a "goodbye"
To hold her to shore
My shore
with Crystal sands
And whispering trees
composing poetry in the wind
And open skies
that allows all to traverse it
from the tiniest fly
with fine webbed wings
to the largest elephant
with his brazen ivory tusks
She leaves, and leaves only "goodbye;"
I have so many goodbyes,
I've made a little room:
filled with
photos of goodbyes
paintings of goodbyes
music of goodbyes
moments of goodbyes
memories of goodbyes;
Goodbye, Goodbye everywhere!
To be honest, I try to collect them all
But I find one goodbye
So hard to catch:
It has fine, ivory fur
half-invisible in the light
and brazen glittering eyes
for always lurking in the dark:
it treads with silent footsteps,
so I call it the "Silent goodbye."
It never traverses my skies,
nor listens to my poetry;
it instead digs its sharp claws
deep into my island's heart
Deeper than my sand will go
Deeper than anything anyone knows
on the Island that my shore lies
My shore
My paradise
World's paradise
Man's paradise
Why leave?
Why leave
When the trees weaves songs
from the very bark of their souls
When the deep blue skies above
hold space for all who wish to fly?
When the crystal sands hold stones
more precious than all in the world,
Why, then, why leave?
When the waves that lap my shore
lap only to escape the faceless crowd
that composes the depths of the sea?
Why leave?
Why leave with only a goodbye
To hold you to shore
A goodbye that I'll collect
And put in a little wooden box
To remember you by?
A goodbye that will hold you to shore
Until you no longer remember it
Or no longer need it.
For all this goodbye does
Is make me remember it all.
All things all others forget
As time wearies onwards
And life vents its anger
I hold on to my goodbye
And I try not to cry.
I stop the rain
and the trees murmur lullabies
to soothe the roaring waves
Both out and in
I grab onto my little island's heart
and Never Let Go.
Please, never.
I don't want to leave.
I don't want you to leave.

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