Time

Have I failed to remember

The blue blossom of a rose

Standing quietly on a cold winter morning blue sky

Somethings that are better unsaid, better un-photographed, better savored wholly,

That I vowed I would remember,

But have I failed to remember.

Like the tear drops of a yawn in a fluffy afternoon bath of yellow sunflower sunlight

They slipped through my tired finger tips, leaving minuscule slips of paper cuts.

Yes, I may have forgotten. Yes, I am growing thicker skin, stiffer joints, and stickier sentiments.

But in my prayer, in the weave of movements, in the scribbles of thoughts, I hope it lives on in the hearts of my fellows.

And if a gracious grant may allow me, may I dare to carry on with my remaining life, contend with closing this chapter, and dream for a life to move on.

7.12.2021