Where will all this longing go?

Where will all this longing go?

Into the rivers of blood that stream down a body?

Into the whispers of the wind that caress the leaves?

Into the ashes of a dream that was once a raging fire?

Into the sparkle of light that shines on the sea?

Into the moon, stars, and eternity?

Into the deep crevices of a broken heart?

Where will all this longing go… when I die?