Movements between silence

I am standing by the River, still trying to decipher the movement of the tide.I keep calling to it and then step into the water and then back again. I had thought I could unravel it, but it had too much depth. 

Your water has always made me feel home, yet the depth scares me till now. Maybe I was not destined to decode it, or maybe it was not in the mood of opening up to me.

 Still I try to search, yet till today the search is on. I look inside me, and then at it. No answers yet!

Once it was the sole existence of my life, the heart and soul of my meanings.I forlonly remember the moments, when I blindly but happily stepped into the depths. Maybe it was foolish, yet it had comforted me then. 

The waves lapping up against me, the air rushing through my hair, the feeling of peace.

It was then my victory and now my ultimate doom.

Yet the bond was always unbreakable. 

Now I wish to be bereft of the memories, the tears, the unfulfilled wishes, the laughter, the peace i felt standing besides you shore. Your shadow still pulls me.

Sometimes I think of the moments gone by, but acceptance should be the strength of man. 

So be it with me. I accept that you have run through my town, moving on to newer places, you will see lots in life. 

So now you run through your course and i will run though mine.

And these movements between silence will be the memories of the different paths we chalk out.

So i bid Adieu !