GRIEF Poem: The Sand Blown by Winds, by Leonard Tao

“The sand blown by winds, falling into mournful eyes,
Everyone can see, I’m—waiting for you.”

It’s been twelve days since you leave.
You said, now that we have a home,
You need to catch lots, lots of fish and shrimp,
To care for me, “your beloved girl.”
I smiled as I saw you off,
But my heart had already sailed away with you.

Each time you set sail,
Out to the sea, and return,
You are the world, heart of the ocean.
But I stand on the shore,
Watching, and waiting for your
Return with the tides of time.

The winds always bring the sand,
Drifting through my memories,
Everyone knows, I’m—missing much of you.
The salty breeze carries your scent,
As if you are right at my side,
Sweetly calling my name,
But I can only respond in my dreams.

I don’t know. I don’t want to know.
Where the sand is, and where you are,
And so is my heart!
No matter the distance,
I just want to be with you,
Through the winds, through the storms
Holding your hands as we face
In each dusk and each dawn.

You said the depths of sea hold our life,
It’s the blue pace you’ve drawn for me.
Every gust of wind, every grain of sand,
Is your love for me, and my love for you.
Now, I’m tied with your sail,
Sailing with you, until
We embrace, and never apart.