When I Am Gone - A Whisper from Beyond the Horizon

When I am gone—

When my voice no longer echoes in your ears,

When my footsteps fade

From the corridors of your memory—

Do not weep for me.

Let not your tears

Fall in the open light of day,

Like scattered pearls

That strangers might tread upon.

Hold them close—

Let them bloom quietly within

Like raindrops soaking into earth.

And if ever—

In some quiet hour,

In the hush between thoughts—

I drift across your mind,

Call me gently into your dreams.

There, let us walk again

Beneath the stars

Where only the moon bears witness.

The moments we once shared—

String them like lanterns in your memory,

Let their light lead you through shadowed days.

Remember the laughter,

The whispered secrets,

The way time stood still

When we were together.

And when loneliness curls like smoke around your heart,

Don’t sit too long in silence.

Go—

Find a new companion

To share your songs,

Your smiles,

The sunrise you and I can no longer greet together.

If crowds gather

And joy seems like a stranger—

Hum one of our old tunes.

You’ll find me

In the melody between the notes.

And when sorrow

Grips you in the aching hours of night,

Call my name.

Whisper it,

Shout it to the stars—

I’ll hear it in the hush

That follows every sigh.

For love like mine

Does not end with breath.

It lives on

Like roots beneath snow,

Quiet and unseen,

But waiting to blossom in spring.

Never believe

That death could steal

All that we were.

Even in the stillness,

I remain.

If my memory begins to fade—

If time dares dust the corners of your heart—

Find something I wrote.

Read it aloud.

Let my words rise

Like morning mist from the page.

Let my voice be born again

In your breath.

In the rhythm of your poems,

You will find me—

Living still,

Line by line,

Beat by beat.

And if ever—

You find yourself beneath a twilight sky,

A little lost,

A little longing—

Come.

Come to where the wind feels familiar,

Where the silence listens back.

Come sit beside the verses we once built,

And I will meet you there.

Not in body—

But in the warmth between words,

In the pause between poems,

In the place where soul meets soul

Beyond the reach of time.

For I am not truly gone.

I live on

In your remembering.

So when I am gone,

Don't mourn me loudly.

Live—

Sing—

Love again.

But once in a while…

Close your eyes.

Feel the hush of my presence,

And come find me

In the poems

That never forgot

How to love you.