The value of a heart
Transcendent dreams unfettered
By thoughts of mortality
Consideration of tomorrow

Alive with the moment
As newness reverberates
Through the fertile Spring
No question of choice or experience

Just action , taking the prize
With baited breath, silent anticipation
Taboo expectations accompany
Reckless abandon

Tomorrows, unthought of
The past a shadowed phantom
Adrift in realization of the now
The Secret agreed upon

Ecstatic occurrence in present relief
Emotions unconsidered
Consequences rendered moot
Tender darkness , the gift of fate

Wealth of uttered breath
Whispered thanks to no one
Warm the brief embrace
To ward against the bitter emptiness

Three shared the respite
Together, alone, cold the passage
Traveled in silence
Souls wept

Separated, by distance
Frozen in memory
Shared a moment , a kindness
Lost to the grave

The road less traveled
The time long passed
Nevermore experienced
In the end, nothing lasts

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe