My dear fish many moons have shined
Upon me and my awkward feelings,
Sun has set over our past shadows
Ebulliently swimming and swirling
In the river once crystal sapphire
Now turbid and irremediably black
I lost you, your golden reflections
Your mute discourse loneliness
Is knocking on ripples to drown me
As I wade through mud questioning
My existence its purpose laughless
Moments as I endure afloat
My tears slowly replenishing
The evaporated rivulets of joy long gone,
Returning rains only pouring gloom
As waters run dry and deserts grow
To cover a land once hosting brilliance
Now governed by darkness swallowing all.
[Featured painting: My dear fish by Franziskus Pfleghart, 2014]