By his leaving

Dreaming on a north bound plane

Fragments of memory

Fall like scattered rain

Or sparks of ash

That light the wintery frozen winter

Of your dreams

Long before the fall

You decided on this destination

Forgetting what the journey

Would require

And so now if your soul succumbs

To an even deeper sleep

Perhaps not all is lost

For maybe in time

You will reawaken

To a glimpse of brighter possibilities

After the broken moon beam

Lanced the empty spaces of your heart

Left hollow

By his leaving