Reflecting Man

Evening's quiet invites a solemn space As time's arc begins to slow its expanse Life's traveled trails now etched in his face And mortality's senses are enhanced Along the road, his heart was once impaled Left to hang on memories of the mind Forgiveness was asked for the times he failed With pain enduring always to remind And yet, could he have known life more sublime Chasing moments of his laughter's sweet guise When passion's red fire wrote romantic rhymes Read in splayed light from morning's sunrise As evening falls dark replacing the light His eyes close slowly with the dim twilight 4/2/17