Gallop

And the day will come
And then will be gone
And you did what you waited to do
And moved on,

And the reckoning came
And went just as fast
Because nothing no nothing
In this little world lasts,

And you faced the demon
The moment of truth,
But you kept on running
Chasing your youth,

And looking for something
Beyond your nose
The shape of the future
That nobody knows,

And tomorrow will surely
Arrive on the day
And the sun will still rise
When you’ve gone away,

And it will surprise
Looking over your shoulder
That those who remember
Are only the older,

And foundations you laid
And thought to support
Have long ago crumbled
Like some ancient fort,

Defending the freedoms of
Moments that pass
To breathe in the miracle
That cannot last.

One thought on “Gallop

  1. These three poems have captured so much of this COVID period. Being sheltered has made time gallop even
    faster and heightened the experience of impermanence yet at the same time has allowed for the kind of
    introspection that leads to gratitude for life and deeper commitment to the environment.
    Thank you, Gray

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