| My Friend, Myself
After a lifetime of family and friends
I am alone and will be alone.
And I have me.
Me, to make decisions.
Me, to count on.
It is up to me if I have a happy day
Or a sad one.
Everything within my control
Is done with my choice.
To
blame no one for a long day but me.
To adjust to circumstances that also is up to me.
I have become my best friend after losing my
best friend.
The echoes of a lifetime are
Stamped in my actions.
In my thoughts and my emotions.
I couldn't ask for a better friend.
I am very considerate of myself
And sacrifice little trying to nourish
The mind, body and soul
So I
can last the journey.
And when I err in judgement
O am short tempered with people.
I forgive myself.
If I have a grudge.
I try not to carry that baggage around too
long.
I'm very thoughtful as a friend
To take it easy on myself.
I am also a hard working task master
And find joy in
working towards a goal.
My friend, Me, coming to terms with each other
In the Autumn of life
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| Terrestrial Winds
Terrestrial winds, do you caress
The face of my loved one?
Universe sun,
does your light
Warm his hands?
Is the blue hue I view of the sky
The same as he sees it?
Are the clouds of the planet
Floating and shaping and
Reforming for his eyes too?
Is he afar watching the moon
As I am?
And the stars in the galaxy
Are they a part of it too?
Does he see what I see
Earth bound though I be?
In this place, this new place.
Does the wind caress
his face?
The Dance of Life
Our shadows on the wall
as we danced, whirling shadows.
to and fro as one.
So in love, we were, so in love.
the moving shadows projected
an image of you and me together
waltzing through life.
One year at a time and another
I dance alone now.
But I remember our togetherness as
two shadows on the wall
joined in
dance.
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