Just yesterday,
routines commanded attention
laughter was effortless
in the familiar rhythm
of living without fear
A rudderless abandon
breathlessly we called
Fun
Our cares were superficially immediate
solutions flawlessly executed
It was easy to forget what time it was
No lack,
no whisper of a pressing need
All that changes
Sooner or later
life upsets tranquil comfort
A physical departure
by change
ending a pleasant chapter
suddenly there is a ghost occupying our space
memories serve them up like o’hordevers
the out of placeness
Awkward pantamonie of rituals
absent of past gusto
Oblivious to the practiced comfortable steps
missing diminishes the strongest light
purpose dissolves as dusk to the day
a punch in the stomach
floodgates from attachment
To the quirky spirit of a learned attribute
grief swells to eclipse an ordinary action
the other now absent
tears wash to cleanse
the gritty abrasion of loss
The ache of missing
my soul moans with the labor
leaching my vitality
If imbued with God like power
in the moment
I would not grant the world
peace
or even justice
I would reclaim my love lost
if only for a solitary moment
so as to look lovinging
into the eyes of my delight
just one more time
just one more
