Where Are You?

 

Where are you?

Even though alone I climb these forbidden heights

you are light years away

and you became unreachable

although it was I

who started to drift away.

 

Where are you?

I came hear to answer your call

as one would have a hunch

of something brewing.

 

You may take the form of

a tree that is on fire

but not consumed by the flames.

 

A little bit of distraction is enough

for you to disappear

and I remain here wading in fetid waters

expecting to see miracles.

 

Then when I start to pick up the pieces

it all starts to make sense

and the road to hell

becomes like the paved road to fresh water.

 

Alfred Grech

01.08.2021.