it were free from worry,
free from the responsibilities
which bind you,
free from yourself?
I have been waking from my sleep
and rediscovering
small pieces of myself.
They no longer fit the image
they once created.
Yet I recognize myself
in them all the same.
How is it possible to live
so many lives in the span
of this gift we have been given?
How can the child and the man
be the same?
Shared memories tethering
one age to the next.
What is carried,
what is left behind?
I am an astronaut
adrift in space.
Starlight calling me.
The ship has gone.
Everywhere is home.
I close my eyes
and feel infinity filling me.
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