I am so sorry that I forgot about you,

my old friend and companion.

I feel like a father who lost contact with his only son,

like a mother gazelle who’s fawn was just taken by a leopard,

now standing there sensing that something is wrong,

calling into the night for someone who was – was it?

and continue to walk on the path of life.

I don’t remember the moment when I let go of you.

I miss you.

Wondering how to find the way back

through this labyrinth of evolution.

This great sadness

because I took the road away from you.

There is no anger nor frustration about it.

Only cold burning grief

that causes a tear running down my cheek.

And by the time it touches my lips

– the moment when darkness turns into emptiness –

I feel a light,

I sense a glimpse of you

Asking:

“So Dude, where do we go now?”