Fate’s Retort

To live within the moment,

  and write as love does now befriend

 

      “Light shining brightest as

         hours grow short”

 

A beginning reunites with

  the journey’s end

 

       “Memory imploding

          on fate’s retort”

 

A window reopens,

  my heart beats faster still

 

      “Epiphany’s march

         neither to nor from”

 

To be saved in a final breath,

    one last line to say I will

 

      “The past and future

          left exposed—undone”

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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