You Are Leaving I Just Got Into

you are leaving to another higher level
on that plane
of consciousness where i have never been to
and you are not laughing at all
i am smiling
you are not responding there is that sense of awe
that i have not felt
and you look at me like i am a small pebble
i feel like a grain of sand
to your rock to the heights of your cliff
and then in the blink of my eye
you are gone
i am left scratching my head
asking questions
that i know you think i am very qualified to answer
there is this pinch of fear
i shake i admit
i am building this bridge made of rope
you once said
it is enough for my use
the sophistication of iron and still
is not the answer

i will remember some more
the best word is my word for it
the most useful tongue is the tongue of my comfort
the only journey is to return to myself
i am here i point to this mark
i am going there i point to that mark
i know what to do i know when i start i know where i am going

back to you
back to where you were gone from the beginning

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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