Departure

i met sorrow once

in a solitary tear

of the one who is left;

embraced by arms 

that were not mine

and she was in every step

of the wanderer;

tracing his absent pattern

through an empty house

but You were there, even then;

in the strength it took to smile.

in the absence of words too,

You were there

in the broken depth

of human sorrow;

where the only stir

is the cry of silent prayer,

You were there

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[asdarkeyesclose]

'but You were there, even then;
in the strength it took to smile.'

this is just astonishing, hugely emotional catching at the heart, i could feel the sorrow of being left and then all the strength of the person who stood there while it happened like a rock while everything crumbled around. this poem has some lovely depths and intricacies, a great exploration of human frailty.