At sunrise, when the seagulls quietly watch the show
of the rising sun

Listen,
at sunset
when they scream for all that is lost
once with the light

Listen,
the lack of her breath close to your ear
the wind beside you
filling empty places
with sounds depicting solitude


The sea sits by your side
looking empathic
the moon smiles at you
and the noise of their presence
makes her absence hurt, even more