Walking Backwards

Walking backwards through spent time

Down the years of elation

through years of blessedness

Where endless prophecies lie in heaviness

Upon me, as I take to the byways

Crossing the tracks of sentimentality

Hearing those cradle songs gently sung

those hallelujahs’ of eternity.

 

I follow those endless miles of

Ageless music, harmonious melodies

To love, to joy, to weep,

To leave, then find again with ease.

 

And I find, on a window of time,

regrets sitting there. Frosted bold

(On this wintry scene of my life)

A gilded coat dressed in fool’s gold.

Reviews

[KeithMansfield]

a beautifully written journey through your memory. I enjoyed this. Thank you for sharing this.