The agonizing sound of goodbyes echoes as we move

Dismantling the hope that once held everything

Another deliverance perhaps unfolds

Another tomorrow always formulates

Until the time that our personal tomorrows end

Can it suffice me to just breathe

And walk a step at a time

Even if I don’t know where I am going?

Perhaps a new greeting I may encounter one day

From someone who also speaks my language

Hope without expectations carries less to let go of

If hope turns to ashes

Remaining with the trust in Oneself

And the knowing that the authentic existence of life

Always exists unaltered within us.