Tearful

 In the quiet after the voice fades. I think through what happened for so many years. Some issues are not so cheerful. But for the truth they wake.

In the quiet after the noise fades
I hear the echo of nature's sound.
Like a signal lost between two worlds
Still different, still the same

You were a map I couldn’t read
A language just beyond my reach
Now every silence speaks of somethings,
In ways you couldn’t teach completely.

And I trace the blurred lines in my mind
Where we feel upset but haven't healed.

I’m tearful in the spaces you left behind
Confused in the words we haven’t defined
Every memory cuts like crystal light
Making me mindful tonight.
I’m tearful, not just for what I experienced.
But for how we shall solve issues of different types.
Of clarifying with reason and truth
Now all I have are echoes of nature.

Time moves like a running river,
I watch it pass but feel the weight
Of every moment we let slip
Through the tide of chance and waves of ideas.

It’s the wisdom I’d like to pursue,
A paradox I tried to solve
Now I’m sifting through the chaff,
Of everything we try to solve.
And I recognize every undone choice
Like a history I can't rewrite

If I could bend the arc of time
Would I choose the same storyline?
Or let you pass like fleeting moment
A lesson light enough to bear.

But observe the world deeply,
With a mind that thinks, a view that is unique.

I’m tearful, but I finally understand
Not all our anger is meant to be misunderstood.
The strength can be built via our persistent pursuit.

The architecture of who we are, what we try to implement.
I’m tearful, but I’m learning why and how
To carry cultural intelligence in the now
And though things are unusual, it’s still part of realm,
A quiet rhythm in my truthful roadmap.

In the quiet after the voice fades
I think through what happened for so many years.
Some issues are not so cheerful,
But for the truth they wake.

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