Sad day today 9/11

stretching out my arms

     to float on the water

carried away in my dream

     gliding silently

past birches and sumacs

to rest in a cove

     but only for a moment

for life flows on

never stopping

     never yielding

through the rapids

     and onward

while I search for

     another moment

          in still waters

Psalm 23

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

This is an old untitled poem written after my divorce in the 80’s. I put it in a collection called “red poppies and green clover”. There is also a free download of a 1990’s chapbook on my website.  Life does go on, but we remember the past and learn from it. Sad day today.