Remember the Past Live In the Present

There's a storm raging inside of me Tearing me apart I rarely allow images from the past to haunt me But as of this moment I can not stop the influx of pictures that are marching behind my eyes We have both changed Been down so many roads Sometimes together So often apart As I sit here reading past poetry slowly arriving at the present I realize it's an anthology of us Eighteen is when I wrote my last poem Forty-one was the age I began again The year I believed I had lost you I had no need of poetry while we were together Rhythm balance and beauty was written into the fabric of our lives A harmony few ever achieve But even those whose stories are written in the stars Can come crashing down to earth We have tenaciously clung one to the other Even as we slice each other to pieces I have always looked to the future Seeing the better people we could become You cling to past images Not allowing yourself to let go of the perfection we had once achieved Both of us stubbornly refusing to live in the present And though I finally saw the error of our ways I fear it may be too late I have always been strong enough for the both of us But as I look at you now You've become everything I knew you could be I feel the boot prints on my back You have no need of me anymore Is it time to forge my own path Will I allow myself to let go