By the lake I walked

By the lake I walked

I felt the breath of wind soft on my cheek

As tears fell with the remembrance of you

In the wheelchair so hard to steer

Along the walkway and the pier

I thought of how bright you once were

Before trauma stole so much from you

And of how I sat so many times

By your bedside listening to music

Crying or just holding your hand

I thought of how much I wished to save you

And of the life I put to death overseas

And then I thought of the deeper synchronicity

Of recent events

Who is that I wished to help

In the outplaying of this latest symmetry

And now that I am broken and bent

Forced low to the ground to kneel in humility

I realise what powerful influence

Bonds of love attachment and trauma forge

And of how unconsciously they so often play out

In never ending repeating patterns

At least until the spiral dance

Leads us to the point of elevation

Where we finally see

From where the deeper uncoiling

And patterns ensue