Into today


i had a story

As deep and mysterious as

A thousand nights

Forgotten.

How many years had it been

Since I saw your face

Till photographs remind me

Of all I left behind.

These days filled with more

Letting go

Moving on

Loving more

Dreaming always

And I thought then of the words you wrote

Yellowed and folded

Childlike print

You were a sage of my yesterday

Now crumbling into the fire

I built of scattered thoughts

That will burn 

And I will walk away

In mirror image of you

But I will be better

Because I left it behind

On the path

To loving me.