Tuesday, August 21, 2012


"My friend is a stranger, someone I do not know.
A stranger far, far away
For his sake my heart is full of disquiet
Because he is not with me…
Who are you who so fill my heart with your absence?"

By the power of serendipity I found this poem, and it touched me to the depths of my heart, resonating in the very strings of yearning that have throbbed, hummed, inspired, and moved me for years and years. Today of all days, to be able to discover such lines, after the tumult of emotions that have crashed on the shores like a battleground, is serenity.

A stranger far, far away

And yet so close. Almost as if, in a space unfilled, the vacancy was one of the eye alone, and not of the heart, at times it were as if someone, somehow was there at my side, and a faint lingering of scent would catch me unaware and I would freeze, assimilating and seeking out the answer to why I knew this unknown scent, why I knew the familiar comfort of this unfamiliar presence.

Who are you who so fill my heart with your absence?

Haunted by years of unspoken question, I begin to understand the answer. Incredible how so powerful an absence can fill the void of absence itself and instill a sense of closeness. A closeness to what, I've always wondered. Somehow in the tiny folds of time that interspersed every moment, I found recollections of a memory that had yet still to happen. How was this possible, my mind questioned my heart.


  1. Lovely poem you've found ☺

    Touched me too, right at the heart ☺ Especially right now!

    "Who are you who so fill my heart with your absence?"

  2. :O *Looks here and there........................fidgets and curls back up* =]

    Loved this post!!

  3. I know exactly the feeling about someone who is so far far away and yet so near. My first visit and I am glad I did. Thanks to your friend Kiara!


    1. Thank you Rimly! :) I've visited your blog and I absolutely love your poetry; already've read Is This Love :)