There was a time that I walked the shore and spoke with my beloved
every day. Now I walk alone and when I talk receive no answer. I
look back and see only my own footprints in the sand. Now few days
seem easy.
Then, one day, I met a man who asked why I
looked so sorrowful. I told him that I was sad because I was alone,
my beloved had gone and no longer spoke with me.
The man
said that he had ben watching me walking the beach every day and I
had never been alone.
“Some days” he said, “when it
was easy it was because your beloved was carrying you. On the days
that seemed harder it was because you were doing the a carrying.
There was only one set of prints but for sure you have never been
alone.”
“But why when I speak do I get no answer?” I
asked.
“Because your beloved has accepted peace in
exchange for avow of silence,” he said.
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