Warm and glowing.
Flowing.
From somewhere
Deep down inside
Each a lifetime
So long ago
Some clear
Some not so
Each a branch on
The Tree of Life.
Each a path
Filled with strife.
Now awakened
By some distant
Echo – a memory
Of who I was
Or who I could
Have been.
You knew me
Too, too well
You saw my
Empty heart
Heard empty words
And knew me
Better than I
Knew myself.
I am sorry that I
Wasted your love
And the warmth
Of all the years that
Passed before this
Glow of Embers
Now dim.