credence

with the glory of unknown days
sunken eyes seeing
paths, roads, rivers everywhere
a beauty in simple breath
everything known and said
in passing, but passing true
stillness to hearts
naked and crying
for whatever reasons
black eye reasons
with ugly thought
nights spent under the rain
cold in sufferance and sorry for self

still we pull our hats down
turn up woolen collars
break bread,
break faith and replace with longing
kill time

till poor memory and love forgotten
is met
with welcome clarity
where we dream in dull tones

everything is simple hearted
occurring resolute
this
only once age is left to move
with the wind and pressure
that hides in poetry
like clouds in a night sky
exposed by the absence of stars