flowers hang in the air, while, I, into the abyss
stare

at the memories, folded, with great care, lifting
them up in reverence
to the shadow
of

forgiveness, I
wander

along the road, searching for my home, knowing
little, feeling
a trifle
more
than

is simple, as the record spins, and the turntable
grins

at me, in retrospect, a life’s been given, shall I strive
in the midst
of
a
heartbreak – it
looms…
yet

I move forward, carrying more, understanding less,
as the love in my heart,
forevermore,
blooms…

Photo by Briam-Cute, Pixabay

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