The tide withdrew without a sound, Leaving broken shells upon the ground. Maps I drew with careful hands Lead now to forgotten lands. I wander through the evening crowd, A ghost among the breathing loud. Every face becomes a gate, Opening onto another fate. Behind every shadow, Beyond every name, Something calls to me Yet never stays the same. I follow the last horizon, Where the sea dissolves the sky. Searching for the part of you That neither lived nor died. Beyond your voice, Beyond my skin, Beyond the restless chambers My heart still wanders in. Where are you now? What remains of you? Past the reach of memory, Past what I thought was true. An abandoned house beside the shore Keeps secrets no one asks for anymore. The windows stare into the rain, Remembering without pain. And somewhere underneath the earth, Roots still carry ancient worth. They drink from rivers hidden deep, Where neither waking follows sleep. Not in your reflection, Not in your trace, Not in the fragile monuments Time cannot replace. I follow the last horizon, Where the sea dissolves the sky. Searching for the part of you That neither lived nor died. Beyond desire, Beyond regret, Beyond the things I lost And cannot quite forget. Perhaps every love becomes A doorway in the end. Not to another person, But to where all journeys bend. Where stars abandon The names we gave them. Where rivers reach The ocean without fear. And all that I called "you" And all that I called "me" Falls away like autumn leaves Returning to the sea. Now I walk beyond the headlands, Where the wind erases tracks. No longing left to guide me, No road that leads me back. I seek you in the silence Behind all things that are. Not in the world beneath my feet, But beyond its farthest star. And if I find you there, It won't be as before. No yours. No mine. Only the endless shore.
