This Moment Pure: A Poem by Moushumi Ray

In the separation of your eyelids
And the first blink of the lashes
Through your hazy gaze settling
into the first hues of the morning.
In the beat of your heart
As you rise out of the bed
Feeling numb, heavy, nay empty
With the first step on this very same earth
As your being finds the courage to stand
You can be sure, at this moment pure
When tomorrow starts without me
Many more will follow without me!