Remorse

The wind blows,
And the lone tree shivers –
The waves come back:
The sea of long ago —
And you and I, like
Divergence in two rivers,
Seek out the waters to where
Our fates must flow.

For once, of a day,
I would give my all
To see you happy, and
Fulfilled,
But there is an empty aching now,
For the present you live’s
Not the future that I willed.

Like a distant cloud,
On a hazy day,
You’ve become a stranger:
Life, windswept and wild —
On a continent
Of my own remorse
Lives a man I’m pretty sure
Once was
My child

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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