Walking away

Different,
Strange,
Bizarre,
Unexpected,
yet lying there...
...on the ground
...in the corner
...sleeping soundly
...breathing softly

Turn around and it is done,
only the fleeting memory remains.

Step by step, towards the goal,
step by step - far away.
The pace is slow, but constant,
time passes by, disinterested.

Away and then further, and then some more.
Going and never stopping,
fleeing without even thinking.

A moment consumed with depth,
a revelation dulled by time,
then you know it,
you've know it all along!
The thing you left...
was your soul...
your being...