Head in Hand

Head in Hand 4/15/2014

I did not forget

Because it is written

In my heart

Her name melodious on my lips

And her memory

A fire in my stomach.  

She flew by me

Like a comet in the night

Leaving me in awe

At the burning brilliance.  

But life is short

And life is boring

As the every day obscures

Even the greatest gifts.

The perfect me

Has never existed

Because when I should have known

I was dumb

And now that I know

It is too late. 

What great folly do we see

Whenever we look backwards

With our hands spread open

Fumbling and awkward. 

I gave in to myself

And I was kinder to strangers

More polite to the unworthy

Than I was to the trusted

And the familiar. 

So comfortable

That I forgot

How important a treasure

I already had. 

All that glitters is not gold

And the dust of dreams

Is only dust

But contentment is priceless

And much harder to find. 

Life is disappointing

And heartache comes to all

But there is nothing worse than losing

What you never knew you had. 

I have less now

Than I ever did then

But I carry the best with me

Inside of my head. 

I pray every morning

And I pray on the way home

That I will always remember

To ask and forgive.  

That everything will be healed

And everyone will be gathered

The ones that I have loved

And all that will know.     

If I could describe it

I would

But either way I know

That things will be much better

After all of this is done.