And when I fear I will remember
twilight over the sea
the slice of bread with butter
the rain and Elgar's cello,
I will close my eyes and think of God
in abandoned cars
fiscal lands, in the voice of the
man who was on this earth my
father, I will repeat in mantras the name
of everyday objects
key tile cat lamp door love.
That way I will remember the arduous paths
that brought me here,
who I am and why I was who I was.
Fear will answer affable monosyllables,
as someone who asks for a brief apology
And then, life, life, we'll stay
awake brave happy
to have been once again us,
us, the happy ones.