When You Leave

When you leave…

Leave behind that part

Of yourself for me,

That was larger than

What photographs have captured;

Of greater dimensions than your physique-

Leave me with your immensities…

 

When you leave…

Allow me to move on

With the stories

Of your human-ness

So that I may

In my loss and vulnerability

Stand re-acquainted with my own…

 

When you leave…

Leave the door open

So that I can find you

In a space free of walls

And manufactured distances

Meet with me there…

Let’s get to know each other again.

Distance. Space. Time.

Is it a pointer of sorts

That huge, impressive structures

Should appear so minimized

When viewed from a distance?

Tall towers

That intriguingly fit

The scale of my thumb

And acres of land

Are so effortlessly contained

Within the span of my hand

Is that all one needs

…distance?

…. Space?

… time?

To see how small indeed

Are all the things

That captivate and torment

Our time and attention.