THE PARTING

THE PARTING

It's time to say goodbye, my friend
We've come to the end of this road
It's now time for our parting
For each to shoulder a different load

Your path now lies westward
And soon I pray you will be home
I don't think you ever were
Ordained this land to roam

I can see my north path now
It leads beyond yonder trees
I must tread along that route
If I must chase the breeze

That blows down from distant hills
They beckoned me every day
That we walked hand in hand
Together along this way

One day when I've reached my goal
I will pause to look back and see
If I can still see your hand
Waving farewell to me

Atop my lonely peak I'll wait
For the winds to blow to sea
The fragrance of my body
And my longing thoughts to thee.

~Siddharth Sanyal~

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