Like the sun setting on a memorable day
Or the newly found butterly floating away
All Good Things must separate
It is the only way Good Things can become Good
And by no means am I saying that's how it should
But that is how it stays Good
It is the coming home from an amazing place
Knowing it is the last time you will see his face
Those parts you will learn to hate
You will realize after what moments were best
These times are what will make you want to skip the rest
I would go back if I could
That time my heart just could not get enough of it
When peace, love, and ecstasy were perfectly knit
Very Good Things forever gone
Like racing to the shoreline, watching it sail by
That goal, the object of desire leaving me dry
Distance reveals true desire
Even my Good Lord left the earth all behind
With separation one stretches to hope and find
That special way to move on
But memories flood back, panicked the heart races
Agitation strikes the heart's core for these spaces
Separating my soul's fire
I want the Good I once had beyond my fingers
The nostalgic flavor in my mouth still lingers
My bones ache knowing it's there
But this impenetrable wall keeps me from joy
Surely it is seeking for all Good to destroy
Can't I have Good all the time?
All these Good Things seem to avoid normality
And flee me into a form of neutrality
All Good Things become so rare
But maybe it is this void that keeps it so Good
To contrast how things are and what we think they should
Giving us a point of prime
To see it sail all the way to the horizon
To awe and wonder at the creature who flies on
To remember the moments and appreciate them always
Even in dark places, you will look forward to the Good days
Good Things will happen, it has always been fate
But they will only be Good when they separate
Since you asked for it
I read all your poems
And I liked them.
Keep up the good work
And don't be so hard on yourself.
KS