Your Memory

Now, more than ever,

my thoughts regale,

the years as yeast,

new spirits rise

 

Now, more than ever,

my woods on fire,

old feelings simmer,

my breath to stoke

 

Now, more than ever,

I walk alone,

my words returning,

time destroyed

 

Now, more than ever,

I live within,

as verses buried

reach out to call

 

Now, more than ever,

I look straight back,

and seize the magic

my eyes had missed

 

Now, more than ever,

I call your name,

the promise wakens

—your memory sings

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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