Reality

I was so there, so rooted,

Feet firm, running, laughing, loving

With them… and them, and him, and her

And you; it was so right and so real

.

Here now, the ground is not quite stable

Reality has pulled on different robes

I hear the story end, but missed its starting

I laugh too, but I didn’t share the joke

.

Tomorrow brings new tales, I’ll join the laughing

Days pass and walk securely on the ground

Dull aches replace the sharper pains of missing,

Adjusting expectations; I will be here

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Dhaka 2013

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