Yet To Be

The storm seems to be laid at rest

The winds fly by gently

The quite glow in the blue west

Reminds me of you again

I shall be gone in a while

Would your heart cry for me

Or would I fade in silence

I know you not for long

But it feels like eternity

Something in me bids goodbye

This is not real, surely not the end

I wish for another corner, one more bend

Long before the moon streams in

Speaking tender words of solace

I pine for finality and grace

I long to see what is next

I want to see what is yet to be