Throwaways

All that endures
all that does not

frail blossom
of the blackberry

turned away from
turned towards

errors of action
and inaction

if there is a song
in you then sing

if there is silence
then keep your peace

we are whom we
discover ourselves

to be
but it takes time

in this day’s sun
there’s always room

for more love
before night falls

John Lyons