You are so far away now
I no longer see you with my mind’s eyes
My mind is turned away,
it won’t allow you to enter
All that’s left
is a numb sense of loss
– Niebla ( © 2010 )
Hindi translation of this poem by Richa Dubey
Not a good way to enter the new year, one might say. But there it is – an honest reflection of my current state of being.
On New Year’s Eve I was looking up at the spectacular full moon with its circular rainbow spectrum halo and caught myself thinking that I had not made a wish, did not even have an inkling of what to wish for.
The one person I would have liked to be with was not there, yet I was surrounded by friendly, merry people. I was not alone, and should have been grateful for that. But mostly I felt entirely alone among the merry crowd.