Dry for Eternity

The words of Kahlil speak to me with the utmost sincerity;

they tell me to allow the flow of an ocean

between me and you.

But lately, I've been empathizing

with the sand on the shore

that has been untouched by the purity of the ocean blue.

Every new 'hoosh'

makes me anticipate your arrival.

But, my castle has been sundried for too long

to be able to melt into your ocean any longer.

My grains are now devoid

of the shimmery salt of your being.

And I've been busy swallowing the new shells

of my own discovery.

~Khyati