The power of goodbye,

the power to depart…

 

The power of letting go of sorrow,

even when you don’t know the morrow…

 

Damned to suffer …

Power that releases pity,

to the fallen, to the fatigued and to the weary…

 

Blessed stream…

Power that heals the soul,

the joy, the delight and the parole…

 

Venerable shaking,  this power to choose;

because to say goodbye to you,

my beloved stranger,

it will never be forgiving,

just start to know, living.