Never

All has been given
Nothing left to share
The deepest love is selfless
Even while in confusion of its own forthcoming

Though all is gone
The emptiness resounds
Filling nothing, lacking everything within a strange, sailing vessel

Lonely amidst the thousands
Even within the arms of another
Straying thoughts blend pain with joy
Sparking hung smiles within minds
Never to be warm again

Through the wind
A scent reminds the flowers to wake within its passing
Never has the wind nor the scent passed
Seasons change
One going, one coming
But the transition is not that of the easy nor for the faint in heart

Too much has been given
Much is lost
Never to be regained
Never was this to be...
Never was this to be...