Watching the slowly setting sun
She stared longingly onto the horizon
Waves lapping against the shore
Again & again and never more
Of what could be but never was
Of meaningless ethics & humanitarian laws
There were countless promises to fulfil
An endless climb, steadily uphill
They meant nothing; it was all she had
Never bound together, a roaming nomad
Words that were never strung
Into sentences; songs never sung
A nameless voice fading into the distance
Surrounding, gathering – a fog dense
Enveloping, firm yet gentle – blend
Existence, joy- vanished, vanquished, an end
