**elegy Of Farewell And Healing** Poem by Putri Misnia Shary Bahri

In whispered tones, the heart must grieve,
For every moment we can't retrieve.
A gentle hand slips from my grasp,
In silence deep, I learn to clasp

The echoes of a tender past
Each memory a shadow cast.
Yet through the veil of aching pain,
I find the strength in loss's reign.

Goodbye is not an end alone;
It sculpts our souls with softer stone.
As petals fall from withered blooms,
New life ignites amidst the glooms.

From sorrow's depths springs healing light,
A flicker born of shared delight.
Though tangled roots may bind us tight,
We'll tend our wounds until they're bright.

So here I stand at dusk's embrace,
With heavy heart but open space

To let affection's softened grace
In every tear and lingering trace.

Let time unfold its quiet wings;
In absence sing what solace brings.
As shadows fade into the vast,
I hold your spirit the love we cast.

And so goodbye becomes a thread
Woven through tears that never shed;
It binds together what must heal