Someone I knew once

He is someone I knew once.
The wind.
He caresses the cloth of my attire
Rubs the world about me in his gentle fingers.
But he gusts are for me no longer.
He gusts for the world.

I was a child then
Without understanding
Knowing only that I was
The centre of it all
The axis that life revolved around.
I was the world.
The world was me.

Now he is as much a stranger to me
As to everyone else.
A friendless force
Who affects all.
Knowing not any of
Those his existence shapes.
The mindless Force
Heartless nature.

I have cried at his loss
He was my friend
My truth.
He will live among others alone
Yet his memory will
Be warm in my house.
He shall not fade
Forgotten.

I will remember.
It is all I can do.


Matthew Robertson
25 November 1998

Okay, this one has slowly evolved over a couple of years. And will probably be re-written a couple more times before I'm finished with it

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