until now

I found peace. 

 

in the deep corners 

where the cobwebs hunt 

and the dirt gathers 

there lay a log, 

a diary of sorts. 

not a smudge of dust 

on the cover touched.

tied tight in closure 

of knots and puzzles 

unattempted in ages. 

I thought about leaving it,

heading back to where I’d been, 

but my eyelids now too small 

to completely cover my eyes.

once your eyes can see 

you can no longer claim blindness.

I reached for those pages of print

to find I already knew all the words.

they were mine. 

it had been too dark 

from behind closed eyes 

to read them. 

 

until now.

forever in flux

shed the excess fur 

you no longer need it 

now that the sun can warm your skin 

abandon ways of old and know 

ways of new will grow 

forever in flux 

fine hair falls from all animals come spring 

nothing remains stagnant 

all is renewed 

season by season 

day by day 

minute by minute 

meeting each other again 

or going into new horizons 

with grace 

we change

fresh and new

never in guarantee 

another day for me

one more sunset

or dawn to see 

 

the same for you

is very true

enjoy the now

and all you do 

 

each now is new

whether gold or blue

a special moment

just for you 

 

it’s time to be

in the now for me

the only way

I’m truly free 

 

so you can choose

to be now too

let go of old

now is fresh and new

mushroom cloud

it may not be intended

(although sometimes it is)

but I have seen it over and over

witness to cruelty

and the ripples outward

like images of the atomic bomb

and the effected civilians at Nagasaki

striking hardest, those closest,

but even those surrounding,

watching,

exposed

take on the radiation

afraid then that they will be subjected

at a future later date

so, they close off

escaping into the bomb shelter

protection from possible attacks

they withdraw

take cover

harden

 

it takes courage to remain

soft

pillow down for heads to lay

unable to inflict pain

despite even air raid exposure

it takes bravery to love the warriors

those who wish you harm

knowing if they strike

and slice you open

the down that is you

will float feathers in the air

falling gently to the ground

never in harm

to another