suddenly, I remember.
I remember-- a fresh white parting of lips
Fresh a breath in lungs
smooth cobwebs disapear.
A relief lighthouse
on this coast
the storms have passed.
I speak aloud,
i scream and laugh as mad
I remember:
"They're not important!"
This silly statement grasps me
for my worst fear had come
and now quickly gone:
I forgot what was important.
My life, my breath, the cold tone of truth
i know there's no one there for me
and yet, alone
is the better misery -
knowing this, i could rise
& touch those shaded tops
where the firs quiver
and console my foolishness
in ever forgetting.
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