Release the Past

May 16, 2014

I see before me as in a waking dream

A face once known but lost through spinning time

How long, I wonder before we meet again

As through unremembered births we slowly climb

The golden stairway through the realms of space

To rest, perhaps to recollect the past,

Our insufficiencies and wayward turns,

The dreams of youth that could not hope to last,

The melodies we brought from other spheres

The fragrances of love, the taste of bliss,

The triumphs and tears of adolescent years.

How long I wonder before we can transform

These houses of clay that soon return to dust

To build the temple for a form divine,

Release the past and live in light we must.