∆Remember Us∆

Perhaps, at the heart of all pitfalls

Lie cascades—avenues turned vertical,

Pathways steeped in memory,

Where echoes of remembered voices

No longer soothe, but reverberate,

Transgressing hollow spaces

Inside the shell of bone,

Housing the dome-lit chasm of mind,

Eyes refracted,

Colors redacted.

The scream of love pushes us

Beyond familiar folds,

Lost within boundaries we thought shared.

Whose walls do we own?

Whose walls were abandoned, left alone?

Cat hairs haunt red-shingled halls—

Apartments I cannot let go,

Though I linger, too late,

Clinging to greatness faded,

What’s left at stake

Is growth beyond roots, above seeds,

Breathing air once heavy

With cries now silent,

Echoes that knew how to show.

Upon my posture weighs

A slanting exhaustion—

Holding back apostles

I burn and scorn for scoffing,

When I ask only judgment,

Understanding for my falls,

These great descents into pits,

That cascade across landscapes of bliss.

You withheld your call,

Afraid we might miss

The offering compelled within us,

That relentless force,

The implicative motions of spirit.

3:53pm 

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