reborn
I cannot remember yesterday
nor fathom cold breath tomorrow,
as happiness cedes in hopeless ways
soon illuminating my sorrow.
i wish i could gaze into your eyes
while walking in overgrown wood
then maybe as one we'd fantasize
and see less fair ones for good.
days fall forward in cascading rills
burdened heart empty and forlorn
but sprouting from the early tills
a seed from where i've been born.