Dust & Memories
In this lonesome attic space
years rise up from their resting place
All these images with vivid memories
Bring me down onto my grieving knees
Letters writ in other’s and my mother’s hand
And here’s what used to be a wedding band
A bit of lace, a lover’s face
A record album worn from play
History of another day
When I was wild and filled with dreams
Of what I’d pull from spirit streams
Some artifacts, they show the life I had
Found plans still sketches in a pad
And all of this tied up with string
All of my secret listening
To beating hearts once close to mine
Road markers at love’s crossing sign
And no one really knows but me
That none of this has come for free
The price of opening a cautious heart
Surrendered dreams to let me play a part
Beneath this aging dust
Remnants of my long lost trust
Attempts to finally get it right-
A love that lasts out in the light
Faded photographs and letter box
Flights of fancy tied to rocks
I could send it all to flame
Or save it for a later-game
Sitting in another attic far away
lost in mementos on some future day
Decades on when I’m alone
Reliving all the life I’ve known
Gathering words and faces one last time
These heady roses of a life sublime