Staying awake in the strange horizon
to catch the northern lights
green and red
as it rains on my soul
I remain awake thirsty of holding you tight
Aware of having have to let go
Have I travelled far?
seen enough as eyes should?
been in places I should?
Close to forgetting familiar image
escaping in distance you persist
It is all too late
it is all been a confused, disturbed dream
waken in the dust
lost all over
holding on to you
I can not
Holding an open arms to the wind
as morning awakes
I step out again
this time without you
I can see the sky widening beneath my feet
as I let go
Staying awake in the strange horizon
I let go of you
and hold on to the northern lights…
Farah Afshari
