wounds once
healed in moments
scarless in sunshine
now interminable
hearts once
broken on sundays
revived on mondays
now unfathomable
vessels once
frozen in winter
flowing in spring
now deserted, unplumbed
the sweet dreams
gone to bed
the childhood prayers
gone unsaid
the mother of warm
gone to cold
the father of time
gone to sold
the coming of years
gone to trust
the shining of reflection
gone to rust, ungolden
