Put the past aside

 

 

Put the past aside

What bones to pick
what festering grudges
—let them alone
no purpose is served
by disgruntlement

history is dust
worn moth-eaten fabrics
that fall to shreds
in our hands
defeats
and empty victories
all a thing of the past

summer autumn
rain or shine
each will have his day
her day in which
to create something
new and good : face
to the prevailing wind
heart overwhelmed
with love

John Lyons

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