How tragic
We met without meeting
We left without leaving
We saw without seeing
Indeed she is a mirage
did you return
assuming parched land
water appeared where thirst
desired to quench itself
mirage or river
ocean or sea
this mirage became
everything to your mind’s fantasy
These lessons of attachment
and detachment
leave my heart empty
yet full
what an irony
this separation
of inseparable spirits
I knew not how to say goodbye
to those who never left after leaving
