‘I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han noston ned ‘wilith.’
( The world is changed; I can feel it in the water, I can feel it in the earth, I can smell it in the air.’) – Galadriel / Lord of The Rings
The world has changed.
Everything goes on pretty much the same as before, yet somehow feels completely different.
With such a loss also comes the feeling that everything I ever knew has now become uncertain. Unstable.
It’s doubly distressing to suddenly realise that you had a ‘solid-rock’ and ‘guiding star’ in your life the whole time, but never recognised it as such, until it was taken away in a single gut-wrenching moment.
So perhaps I will try to write poetry again .. at least, one day.
Hopefully not so … trapped inside myself.
But for others.
And for the rock and guiding star I will forever miss, but never forget.