Okay
My grandson
I fish you luck!
I don't know
What to say
But I know what is going to happen
Good luck
You are going to need it
My offspring"
We hugged and he left
While he started climbing
The father of the girl's ran up to me and him
He saw my gaze
He froze and was slowly passing by me
I nodded and took a step back
He understood, that I was okay with that
I knew where he was going, he started to shout
With anger and wrath, but grief and despair, full of regret
"I know!
And I don't care!
WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY GIRLS?
My precious gift?
It is your fault, I know!
I shouldn't ever let you to speak with my glee!
It is your fault that my daughters are sick, they are absent, away from me!
They never woke up!
It is your fault that I didn't even see my oldest child
In so many days!
It is your fault!
And mine as well!
If I didn't let you...
I shouldn't allow you to see them
You shouldn't
You are bad...
You are person!
If I never let you be with them!
They would be fine!
They would be alright!
And have much fun..."
The father's skin faded to the color of the snow around him
The man didn't say anything
Just looked at the father
Just stared at him
"It was my fault!
My fault!
I..."
I saw his thoughts turning to disarray
But somehow, he knew what to say:
"I didn't know
I tried to do my best
Do you think they ever loved me?
Even once?
Do you think they will some day
Be able to forgive me?"
The boy looked at him
And snow was stormy
As if it were the father's heart
His feelings that reflected the world around us
But it let each other words reach out
"I don't know
And I will never know
Maybe never
Because it's up to them"
Father, I saw his face
He wanted to scream
And accuse
But then, it would let his tears out
And he didn't want to
For the boy to see him as weak
Never wanted to
"But be a man, no a father
That they wanted to see you
That they wished you to be"
"I tried"
"I know"
"I didn't try"
"Why do you think so?"
"Money, money, money
How my money
Going to help me now?"
"It is the question
You should answer yourself
It was your doings
Not my fault"
"I regret"
"And so do I
And everyone else"
"But do you think..."
"No, I don't think they loved you
I know they did
Even if they were angry
And feared you
Somewhere they did love you
And I believe they felt
Your love too"
The father clenched his hands, they shook like little insects' wings
"Thank you"
"No, don't thank me
Thank your daughters
Uncle"
The boy bowed
Turned back to climbing the mountains
While father just stared at him with regret
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"My son
Be back
We are waiting
Please
We don't care
We know
It is our fault"
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But please
I want you
To be back
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How he managed to stay so firm in his heart?
How did he not turn back?
So many fears
So, halt
If he slips, he will die
He is so sure
What he is going to do
His face shows no regret
No emotions, no thoughts
Or are they there?
What does he think?
Did we ever hear?
Or know
What all his journey about?
Why did he choose?
Why he doesn't leave to his home?
To his parents
To his family
And his kid?
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