The weight of snow

The nows of Himri

For a lost friend

I hark all wounds,
In them your face,
I reckon your words.
Like held swords
Before they rust,
Through my own chest
And the kill - now dust.
Still……
I deny to forget.

Then life ages like time
And this tree of anger
Decays and dwindles,
Kindles – all to repine
Only regret and fret
And the weight of moments lost.
Still
I deny to remember.

And then I remember
how I forgot
the things to remember
And then I remember,
How we forget forgiving.

Heart

All that weighs in life......
All that is heavy.......
Is always, somehow, weightless.