“from ash to ash”
it’s the only words I remember
from that one lazy afternoon
as the sunset refracted in the mirror
hung on a door next to a post-it note
like the moon hung on an azure summer sky
shining through a sun window
like the lush tree branches humming in waves
the words imprinted in a lonesome memory
imploring the meaning yet unknown
had I known the path I’ve chosen
were filled with such bitter tears
just to see that smile under the sunrise
I may still walk the same walk I’d taken
perhaps, maybe with less weight, because
we are all alone in the end.
3.5.2022
Ralph with Coffee 