Sometime's Too Hard

Some days and nights it feels too hard not to turn back former times, ages and stages, agreements and arguments, investments and divestments, births and deaths, to ask all rebirth questions I had no voice to ask yet. Sometimes it hurts ache deeply not to turn back able time to ask my wiser questions of today before we slipped apart. Deep time may help to remember I never could have learned to ask if I had ever known more power to stop time's flow Remembering why this time in this wide place we could ever hope to meet just right on riverbanks of questions. What were our odds of landing here together given all of time's vast space invested to remember what to ask each now together, and why, and how long is too short.