Gone

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

Gone

 

Remember what you cannot recover

The mist of a Pacific storm

The fog of a redwood forest

The scent of blooming passion

The wisp of a loved one’s sigh

 

Seize them by the core

Breathe them in and never let go

Store them where they’re safe and warm

Let them comfort and ease your soul

 

Gone now are the late night runs

Gone the endless nights till morn

Gone are the moonlight drives

Gone the way of carefree lives

 

We look back now with yearning

The inner fire no longer burning

Wondering where the passion went

The lifeblood of longing spent

 

We live our lives never knowing

Our true feelings never showing

Here today and gone tomorrow

Holding back our love and sorrow

 

When we spend more time

With what has been

Than we do with what will be

We’ll know that life

In all its humbling mystery

Has passed us by