The Gift of Unanswered Prayers

Pale amber sunlight lengthens its shadows across a day that seems more autumnal than wintry.

There is something incredibly sad when dried up leaves carpet the ground and the trees stand bare, stripped off all shades of dignity.

I feel nostalgic for the greenery of summer, but I am reminded that the coming spring will make new leaves grow.

Seasons change and that is the only constant. Especially in a world where all feeling is fleeting.

I did not think I would ever forget you. But, I did. Actually I rarely remember you. It struck me this afternoon when I was soaking in the last rays of the sun that the sunset hues no longer bleed my heart.

There was a time when every sunset was a stab at my heart because I missed you and couldn’t have you. I did not want our story to end. I wanted it etched on stone so that it dare not fade.

But, sometimes one must give thanks for unanswered prayers. The ways of the Universe are smarter than we give it credit for.

I did not even notice that somewhere along the way I stopped caring. I have healed and now I know that letting go difficult as it was, was perhaps the best thing that happened to me.

I do not mourn you anymore. I cannot even fathom why I loved you ever. Do soul mates outgrow each other when their purpose is served or lessons learnt?

Perhaps, that is true. I hope I do not ever see you in any direction of time. I am too busy and grateful for other chances that I had ignored for so long.

So go in peace. I hope you find happiness. I am too busy being happy to feel sad for you. Anymore.


About Amrita Ghosh

About Moi - I like to think I am a simple person while most people tend to disagree. I like lots of things, sometimes quite contrary ones, a
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