Don’t think that I have forgotten,
I wonder where time goes to hide?
Pause…
Reflect…
It does not hide,
The truth constantly stares back us from the other side,
Each life slips through a bespoke portal,
Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall,
As if a wishing well yearns for worthless pennies,
A monarch butterfly’s ripple spreads from the center,
Basking from the mortals hopes and dreams,
Wondering if life might be heaven sent,
Pause…
Reflect…
…zero
…zero
From a penny flip,
But regrets and tragedy never relent,
I wish I understood a magic word,
A word so simple,
It’s easily misunderstood,
…Love, Love,
It has two consonants,
It has two vowels,
All equal against the whole,
But it has many meanings,
So deep the well,
The mind cannot dive down to touch the submerged floor,
A place only God knows exists for sure,
There,
Someone looks back up at you,
Lovingly hidden within those depths,
Two, Oh,
And waiting for you,
The moment,
She comes back into view,
And eternally forever together.
End. NS
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