Goodbye , goodbye , to one place or another ,
to every mouth , to every sorrow ,
to the insolent moon , to weeks
which wound in the days and disappeared ,
goodbye to this voice and that one stained
with amaranth , and goodbye
to the usual bed and plate ,
to the twilit setting of all goodbyes ,
to the chair that is part of the same twilight
to the way made by my shoes .
I spread myself , no question ;
i turned over whole lives ,
changed skin , lamps , and hates ,
it was something I had to do ,
not by law or whim ,
more of a chain reaction ;
each new journey enchained me ;
I took pleasure in places , in all places .
And , newly arrived , I promptly said goodbye
with still newborn tenderness
as if the bread were to open and suddenly
flee from the world of the table .
So I left behind all languages ,
repeated goodbyes like an old door ,
changed cinemas , reasons and tombs ,
left everywhere for somewhere else ;
I went on being , and being always
half undone with joy ,
a bridegroom among sadnesses ,
never knowing how or when ,
ready to return , never returning .
It’s well known that he who returns never left ,
so I traced and retraced my life ,
changing clothes and planets ,
growing use to the company ,
to the great whirl of exile ,
to the great solitude of bells tolling .
beautiful!
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Thank you David 🙏🏽🌎🙏🏽
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Perfect Meg…you do inspire me. I will think of you as I declutter my space for an ever nearer move…<3
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I deeply enjoyed voyaging with your words, Meg, navigating through philosophical waters while taking in the panoramic views from the bridge, of regions and people passing by in kaleidoscopic artistry. All thanks to you the artist…🤗
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Nice to see you here again, Meg. You do “good bye” so beautifully.
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Doesn’t get much better, does it? H ❤
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So pleased I spotted your like Meg… My heart felt every Line of your poem.. Sending LOVE ❤
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Hello beautiful!! Wow…did I ever walk with you in this journey. I particularly liked “It’s well known that he who returns never left, so I traced and retraced my life” and it made me think about all the times I tried to ‘leave’ and now I realize I never did. And I think that is a good thing.
Much love…much peace…and much knowing to you…DEAR SOUL!! ❤
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wow – this is indeed amazing – elegance, much love and admiration…
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Like a mournful call of a bird at night waiting, as I feel your heart–longing; yet aware of the loss of past times.The rising of the Sun and you sense turning back as I embrace in my heart–Hope.
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