Reprise To the Sunbeams
It wasn't many years ago when sunbeams showed to me,
a way to wrap your loveliness in words eternally.
Sometimes, I pause a moment in the midst of life's affairs.
I wonder what became of you and what man boldly dares-
to court you in these summer days with your beauty at its prime.
Such a dream was mine once, but I lost that dream to time.
And I have walked down other roads, and fallen once or twice.
Yet I confess you were the first to e'er my eyes entice.
So quickly do those sunbeams fade; where does their magic go?
The flower's form, immutable, but its body has to grow-
and weather life a while, and spend itself and die.
Yet the memory of such beauty is ever in my eye.
As I contemplate the sunbeams, a second time in rhyme,
I rejoice in your light, undimmed, by the jaws of space and time.
29 July 2016
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