Not When I knew...

And not when I knew I was lost,

I held onto the parched cloth,

of once when it belonged to her,

the heat seeping in and hugged to it smiling me.

And not when I knew, the path was gone,

I followed the same old shadow,

of once when her and mine were one,

of now it reflected only mine.

And not when I knew, the voice disappeared,

I hummed to the same old song,

of when I heard the melody of it,

Now only words, but the music all lost.

And last when I knew, I was lost,

The parched cloth still wound around,

The shadow less path still flowed ahead,

the song still heard distantly

Yet my hope never failed,

I walk on the path all over again...