
What always stays
What always stays is not the footprint,
but the warmth of feet on wet sand.
Even after taking off the aged ring,
just the stark outline of the wedding band.
What always stays is not the fragrance,
but the recollection of a familiar scent.
Even though people turn into photographs,
they are always present in our present.
What always stays is not emptiness,
but blanks filled with moments abound.
Even though the loving voice is now silent,
the joy remains in the memory of the sound.
What always stays is not loneliness,
but the gift of someone’s precious presence
Even though we unvalued them while they stayed,
we regret their lifelong disappearance.
©2023 Taruchaya.