Nostalgia
living in the past
reaching out for the echoes
of what used to be
–
wistful
remembering the way
things never were
living in the past
reaching out for the echoes
of what used to be
–
wistful
remembering the way
things never were
iPhone vibrating
mocking my attempt to be
at one with nature
–
meditation
water threading
between my toes
who I am is just
in between who I was and
who I will become
–
my future
hinges on keeping
my past promises
as I walk this earth
I tread on those before me
my path paved with love
–
footsteps
your past guides
my future
when I’ve lost my way
the candle in your window
beckons me back home
–
wandering-
guided towards
your light
in twenty-two years
from now I pray I’ll still be
waking next to you
–
in anticipation-
dreaming of
our old age
there is no debate
we should be doing what’s right
not just what’s easy
–
morality is
happily doing
the hard work
my heart held hostage
as a testament to your
faith in my return
—
waiting-
my heart
as collateral
Peace is elusive
But a respite from the past
Would suffice for now
Hatred is easy
Love and compassion require
Effort and hard work.