Like a receding sea wave back to sea,
Figures of past inspiration and encouragement stand out.
The true bonding and companionship during a tumultuous time.
The image of you walking home with me,
Engraved in my soul,
Has defied time and refused to fade.
Though others had learnt not to see
Blinding themselves with common-world longing,
Blindfolding their souls with the present.
The ramification of your action evokes masochistic pleasures forever.
Your kind heart chose to accompany me,
Where others had seen no reason due to academy.
They remained at the school of humans
But their success could not match us, gods
They didn’t know,
Sooner or later they would face similar a disaster
And need the counsel of us, gods
To overcome the ruggedness of the mountain,
To wash away the tension of these mysteries,
To lift their souls high up again.
We saw the world in an oblique-aerial stature
And focussed on the solution; they focussed on the problems
At the end we won; friend, we won!
First wrote on 25th July 2005, that is roughly two years after the events that inspired this words out; my mothers death report.
