Not A Dusk

To imagine our worlds
as settled in some aspects,
to understand
that some people dear to us
are no doubt now part of our pasts,

that while we may correspond 
we will never be in each others’
physical presence again,
yet still we shall continue

to speak to
and share in each other
in all other possible ways,

that we may even maintain love
and hate and care
at a long distance for the rest of 
our shared lives 

and never breathe
the same air again:

whether we sorrow
or rejoice in this,

the moment
we come to hold it
as a deep truth
and accept it

is not a dusk, 
but a dawn.