How to Love the Empty Air
Frederike Berendsen
As one of the two seeds
You planted, still blossoming
I'm here to tell you
You're missed
Your absence shaped all of us
In ways you couldn't foresee
But mama grew lotuses
In the mud you left behind
You knew the only way to truly rise
Was to climb a thousand steps
Still you tried to take the elevator
Over and over again
You left
Your lover's heart forever broken
You left
Your sisters seasoning september's rain
Running down their cheeks
You left
Your brothers asking the night sky
Why, you left