Only today
original poetry
Today is the day that everything begins.
Time's tidewall crashes into
the dramatic locutions of Life.
Someone will become the sad victor
& extinguish the passion of the oaks.
Another will crawl through a red portal,
Their bright explorations only beginning.
Today is the day that everything breathes.
That soft filtration that hovers
Over a lotus pond—contentment.
No one remembered to stoke the furnace:
It continued to flare and churn.
A foreigner gesturing love through a mime,
Today is the day that we overcome time.
Written by
1/9/18
Photos arepublic domain.
