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