A pause between songs, a rest for contemplation,
And the next movement is never an empty space
But the breath of life, a signature on the sand,
No doubt, you were here, but the wind swept
The sand away into another world,
You have filled the void with memories,
So the music of your other presence
Fills the air I breathed,
There was no yesterday nor tomorrow,
Only the call for awakening
To honour each precious moment.