February 9, 2020Missive

I have come to know

naturecitymemoryloveidentity

I have come to know

So little

That which looked familiar

Has now moved away

The truth of things

Lies distant

When once it seemed close

Enough to touch

There is no escape

From consequence

It is in relentless pursuit

Of its repayment

The balance

Of which lies at the heart

Of an understanding

Too disparate

In character

To be so easily subsumed

Forgetting is not natures way

All things lie buried

Waiting to be unearthed

An accumulation

Of wisdom

Restless artefacts

Fossilised remains

Archaeological constructs

And cognitions

Bargained

In restraint

For the peace

Of fondness

The gentle fading

Of remembrance

Into the distance.