And when I fear I will remember
twilight over the sea
the slice of bread with butter
the rain and the cello of Elgar,
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'll remember the hard trails
that brought me here
who I am and why I was who I was.
Fear will answer affable monosyllables,
like someone asking for a brief apology
and then, life, life, we will stay
awake brave happy
of having been once again us,
we the happy ones