Akhila Jagdish: The End of the Affair

That day will come
When we find ourselves blocking the light
Fingers reaching towards each other
An infinite space between.

We shall never be able to
Name the stars, they
Flicker towards the sun
Heat and dust extended
Imploding upon our own
Broken and mangled bodies.

We shall wake up looking
Towards the clouds and blue
Of the sky and find the calm,
The wholeness before the love.

Water will flow into our graves
Rotting the flesh and bones
Sinew will seep into the dark
Damp earth and we will find
Solace in our actions.

In the end, we will see
That through the spaces
Of our fingers and form
A small light will shine
Through.