Burning

And every door you go through

You leave behind another thing

Whole worlds forgotten like dreams

Only emotions, trailing in threads,

Remain, remind you something . . . 

And then they’re gone

And you’re still moving

And you’re still here

While everything you thought you were

Dissolves

And in the tingle

You may think you’re fading too

But here you are

Still moving forward

Burning through

A comet on a wide elliptic arc

Your changes - blazing gifts 

Against the dark.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 9, 2011