May you remember
your entrance into
this new year
to dissolve shadows
lurking in the wasteland
of last year, with eras
to forget.
May you remember
the new year takes you
further, further
beyond the old
where you gasped for air
in punctured days.
Pathway five minutes walk from home. Totnes, Devon, England
May you remember
to share your tears
What or who will be
taken from you?
listen to those with
ears to hear. Let them
offer a healing touch.
May you remember
to face what comes
who knows what the year
holds in store for you
Who knows what will
enliven you to shake
you out of a sleepwalk.
May you remember
spells of hope and fear
in the dream world
while your deep breaths
helps take you through
the winds of terror.
May you remember
you are more than
you think you are.
your modest life
dwells upon the edge
of the unknown
daily with no exception.
May you remember
you are made up
of the past and its
fusion into your present
a persona in process
unfolding, unfolding.
May you remember
a view of yourself
obscures other views
none have a final
stamp of authority
you are not bound
to a cramped view
Not now. Not ever.
May you remember
glamour and glitter
of indulgent fireworks
of casual distractions
escapes from tedium
while life hides
in unknown places.
May you remember
those who left your world
with whom you laughed
cried, loved, argued
from whom you learnt
or you learnt nothing
May you remember
to not take anyone
or anything for granted
for they will depart
through the back door
while you thumb texts.
May you remember
a joy flowers
unplanned, unthought,
never imagined
sweet sensations suffuse
wonder and insights
trigger in the being
a time of renewal.
May you remember
everyday of your life
is one day less to go
who knows how many
days linger in our solitude
and our togetherness.
May you remember.
Thank you for this reminder, this
wakeuppayattentionbeherenowyoumightbedeadtomorrow
weareallheadedinthesamedirectionsmelltheflowers
poem
and what an awesome looking arbor!
It looks so beautiful, it has touched “desire mind”
And then I remember:
I may not be near an arbor,
but I am sitting in my home, which at this moment
and likely in the next few moments, even days, likely months, even years,
will not be
bombed.
Are you ever curious about the people who write?
I live in Queens, NYC… and decades ago sat retreats at IMS.
May this be the year that brings World Peace.
Do you think, if it ever arrives, that anyone will be left to believe it?
yes thanks xxx