Unending

July 3, 2020

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The old chasm finds us, 

The old circle of rising 

And greeting 

Is lost to the winds. 

 

Memories virtue remains 

But its edges grow dim. 

 

So marvelous our time, 

So soft our touch 

Upon each others cheek. 

 

Quieted voices, 

Stilled exchanges, 

Kept to the scrapbook. 

 

What once was crystal 

Now grows ever vague. 

 

We reach to remember 

The parting glass,

 

And find

well-cherished

Antiquities,

Parcelled

among the ruins. 

 

Time might heal 

But it also fades. 

 

It remembers 

But it also 

Takes away. 

 

It is a moving train.

 

The whistle 

Echoes faintly still

only in the distant hills. 

 

Oh, Great Gatherer 

Of days and remembered 

moments, keep those sacred, 

who have accompanied 

Our path. 

 

Bring them to mind again, 

as when we were young. 

 

Find us and remind us. 

Eternity waits for the believer. 

 

Claim us as repentant keepers 

Of love’s simple moments, 

Poor charlatans who forget;

 

Who cannot help but be out-of-step

Within the dance that embraces us.

 

Partners ever, 

reluctant departures, 

Ever ready to take our hand.

 

 

John A. Bragstad is the author of two books: Compass Season and Nature's Poetry of Life. Both are available at Amazon or in local Grand Marais bookstores. An ideal gift idea.

 

 

" Unending" is taken from an upcoming work still in progress: Sojourner of the Spirit.

 

Special thanks to Pixabay for the title image.

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