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.