Even if it lasts but a moment,
That moment signifies so many days.
Sandcastles crumble; your hands are rough,
Memories ache deep within, smiles grow pale,
And lips, tensed tight,
Seem to have sworn
An oath never to curve into a smile again,
Disregarding all that was once spoken.
In that moment, even pity fails my wretched hands
Hands that once reached out to the heavens
With such profound resignation,
Back when we believed in one another…
It is in moments like these
We realize how vital it is to love ourselves,
Yet…
Standing tall is a matter of gravity.
How bewildered good intentions become;
There are no words left to speak,
Nor can one deny the impotence of language.
Gravity prevails; shoulders slump
Alas…
It is a rise prone to crashing down;
Waves of rebellion seize every hope.
A seagull dives with a wild cry
Into the deep blue
It lasts but an instant
As it soars rapidly toward the sky,
Salt-tasting water trickles from its white wings,
Returning drop by drop to the sea.
Nothing, no feeling, can ever truly vanish;
It returns to the maternal embrace
Of the vast oceans.
After all, there is always something beyond;
One must finally accept it
When loves end, they evolve into new meanings.
What is happening to you now?
These tearful lamentations are not the first,
Nor will they be the last.
Do not weep!
I am glad to be alone
Let no one see my heart slowly letting go.
My hair now yearns for a kiss
Those languid caresses of our most precious moments
Are now but a reunion in the past.
English Translation by Mesut Şenol