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