First abandoned house

An abandoned

House

Whose loved

Ones are gone

And whose

Lights are dimmed

Is mourning

The departure.

Here,

There is no time

For time.

Between the nostalgia of memories.

Between those who

Lived

And those who

Died.

It takes a long night

To keep up

With the sea’s

Roaring winds,

Which are like a wild

Horse

Screaming out,

« Where to ? »

Your

home

Is just here !

And your

Tranquilly.

The house

Is empty,

Its lights are off,

No one is inside,

And nobody asks

For anyone.

The expression is grim

And

Unconcerned.

A cloud

Above the house

She wants to know

Where they left.

They perished,

Became lost,

Or did not live.

They do not experience

Fear,

Simply

The empty feeling of

Home.