Into The Fire
The space always is and in this space I am.*
I breath this air surrounding me, holding tight
Living in my head with my fantasies.
I am what I have, and I will have naught more
than these sweet longings of a life that takes me
through eternity with nothing/no one
Ever forgotten or tainted with aging bitterness.
Someday, I will pull all my recollections to the fore
lay them bare before myself, for I am my only judge
In a one room cabin at night I’ll consign
photos, all tentative memories to the fire.**
Today Amaya inspires with a prompt at dVerse
where we are to take a quote from a book to start and another to end.
*I start the poem with a quote on page 66 of Deepak Chopra’s book “Everyday Immortality”
** I end the poem with lines from a Jim Harrison poem ” Looking Forward to Age.”