We stand in silence
unseen against the backdrops of our unfurling lives
a barest breath discerned as we ponder
the prey of our memories that haunt still.
With ability to look round and back again
we pick the morsels of yesterday searching
for the meager crumb to bite onto,
what once seemed so small now multiplied
in the bounty of our wisdom
we are satiated.
We seem on surfaces so smooth
below the ripples of water nudged we find
the current that tears apart the path
pulling us into the tragedy of pondering yet again
the ageless tales brought forth from dark closets,
as the fever breaks and awareness overcomes
we sit in our pose of calm and peace
thankful for the sense to walk away unscathed
we let the memories loose
turning away not caring to watch
the final goodbye of the shadow.