Years Pass Quickly

The length of days consecrate my old eyes In long sacred lines from tears of silence As my memories reveal truth and lies With the masked disguise of my compliance To watch the yesterdays flicker and fade The decisions I can never undue Shaded dark shadows that haunt and invade As faces and choices float into view I pluck these fruit, grown in my mind's turned soil To fill the basket of my life's banquette Bitter sadness which will often spoil The ripe lush passions my love beget To what can I do that I have not done? To reflect on time, I will not outrun 3/26/20