Cracked Pebbles

Cracked pebbles on broken curves
Line the lanes of my entire home.
The trees stand dry and tall
Thirsty yet thriving and full.
The body stays as the soul fades—
The walk between you and me
Hasn't drifted a simple inch
But I can barely find you
or hear your voice.
Are you pushing me away,
or are my eyes growing dim?