A juggernaut
Of intricate
Each rosette
So delicate
Of intricate
Each rosette
So delicate
I remind myself
Do not linger in the past
I need to know where I am
And look where I am going
Time for new growth
On naked branches
Spring is come
Some windows allow the light in
But obscure its source
Not all doors can be opened
And it is unwise to walk through
Every door that does
Strips my
Being
Away
Presence
Without
Ego
He snuggled in
Rested his chest
Against her heart
Which she loved