Ancient grief
This trembling grief
is for a long lost soul,
a young, guileless child
I once knew as me.
I truly believed
I’d mourned the death
of all he hoped to be.
Not so it seems,
as this constant weeping tells.
The ancient well from which
these drops of pain pour forth,
seems deeper than
this lifetime’s woes
could ever amount to be.
(2013)
