what is gone

what is gone

will not return

even as it lives on

deep within our soul

memories of times

will often climb

those inward stairs

breaking into our heart and mind

at unbidden times

washing the present away

while causing a landslide

then I find it best

just to rest

in the remembering

even if all of these tears flow

maybe its just the way my soul

wants things to go

why argue with the heart

there as Parsifal sat

beside the road

bewildered by the disappearing

of the rose

that lived inside the Kingdom

what greater wisdom

was he being led to

we will never know

sometimes it is just the way life goes

handed gifts

we cannot full treasure

we give weight to things

that in the end do not measure

up to all we thought they would

and so we see in many ways

we misunderstood

what life had in store for us

and yet there was also another path to travel

one where everything had to unravel

as a long way along

the path finally disappeared in mist

as we held close to our chest

all of these silent wishes

we could never ever speak

to another living soul

without poisoning them

with regret