I thought I missed you.
I missed you as darkness misses the light,
As the moth misses the flame,
As the fish misses water,
As the earth misses rain,
As a Preetam misses his Preyasi.
But then I opened my eyes,
And you were there.
I thought I missed you.
But when I sat down to write my book,
Thoughts of you became my words.
I thought I missed you.
But when I looked at the rainbow,
Your colors became the colors of my life.
I thought I missed you.
But when I walked in the cold morning air,
The morning sun reminded me of your warmth,
The warmth that healed my soul.
And then I realized—
I never missed you.
For when I closed my eyes again,
You were there,
In every thought,
In every dream,
In every breath of life.
You had never really left me.
*Preetam — Beloved (masculine); Preyasi — Beloved (feminine).