THE PARTING

Out of the silence of cosmic time,
a voice
is heard calling
to those who have not yet packed their bags
for the long journey awaiting them

A twig, broken by the wind
says the time has come
and wakens from slumber

We weep
for those imprisoned
in this motionless dream
and we are amazed to see how quickly
they wither...

The wound is still open
but the journey is long
enough to heal

Don’t turn and look back
as we leave for the new Earth that awaits us