Remember the Past Live In the Present
There's a storm raging inside of me
Tearing me apart I rarely allow images from the past to haunt me
But as of this moment
I can not stop the influx of pictures that are marching behind my eyes
We have both changed
Been down so many roads
Sometimes together
So often apart
As I sit here reading past poetry slowly arriving at the present
I realize it's an anthology of us
Eighteen is when I wrote my last poem
Forty-one was the age I began again
The year I believed I had lost you
I had no need of poetry while we were together
Rhythm balance and beauty was written into the fabric of our lives
A harmony few ever achieve
But even those whose stories are written in the stars
Can come crashing down to earth
We have tenaciously clung one to the other
Even as we slice each other to pieces
I have always looked to the future
Seeing the better people we could become
You cling to past images
Not allowing yourself to let go of the perfection we had once achieved
Both of us stubbornly refusing to live in the present
And though I finally saw the error of our ways
I fear it may be too late
I have always been strong enough for the both of us
But as I look at you now
You've become everything I knew you could be
I feel the boot prints on my back
You have no need of me anymore
Is it time to forge my own path
Will I allow myself to let go
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