01-09-2022, 08:02 AM
Days departed
Do you recall
the days departed,
time’s flotsam
dropped in the drink?
In the breakers hear
at night, incanted,
distant songs
the sirens sing?
The roots run deep
of what we planted,
but the bole withers,
the fig tree shrinks.
Young love’s moon
still shines enchanted,
but you and I
aged in a blink.
Do you recall
the days departed,
time’s flotsam
dropped in the drink?
In the breakers hear
at night, incanted,
distant songs
the sirens sing?
The roots run deep
of what we planted,
but the bole withers,
the fig tree shrinks.
Young love’s moon
still shines enchanted,
but you and I
aged in a blink.