Bygones not forgotten (1/21/2017)
Bygones
not forgotten,
Sometimes hang
as glittering star
not
reachable
by hand
But the heart
will recognize
a cause
Happy;
or bad;
Choice
being
of course
smiling with happiness
And sometimes
as we smile
to
ourselves
We achieve
a freedom
we
at times
forget
We have from choice
of separation,
mind
and heart
Tears
being our crosswalk
Careful steps
so solemnly
taken
balance
being
the purpose.
Yet
at times
an outheld
hand unexpectedly
gives
destination -
And that hand
is
crucial
For it
may be
the guide
of your life.
As what we call
one life
or
as we hear from years come
"the chance"
And who
take this chance?
The tiny fragments
some people
have of yesterday
retain
today's promise -
Yet today
has
not yet come
Jamie
1/21/2017