In the clear light of day

I thought we connected

But I understand

What is passed is past

And going there again

Brings into the present

What is no longer living

Yes memories emerge

Like clouds covering the sun

Appearing to block out light for a time

And everything goes dark for a while

The Underworld comes again

And takes us down

So yes I understand

Analysis is not necessarily the way to wisdom

That just emerges with time

And sometimes we just want to live

Centred in nature

Present to life

In the clear light of day

And if my heart aches

Its just that I felt something between us

Breaking open