This Then

This distance instilled by eyes opening wide

I can see this energy

And the ways I’ve been blind

Images shatter and crumble to the ground

Words all too familiar and meaningless

Nothing but the sound

I push away and cling to what’s real

Knowing nothing in this world

Should ever be taken for granted

Including what you think you feel

Words and whispers hollow

Shared time and laughter echo

These moments and space between

Sometimes seem to mean nothing

The fool in me falls and believes

Anything heard due to anything dreamed

To know one day it’ll fall like dust

Meaningless love and sacred trust

At that time, I’ll be able to say

I knew this then

And that too will be meaningless

Again

ⓒ 2002 Shawn Michael Quinn