Old days are keys nestled within The dusty antique pine case, Many keys to doors, almirahs and forgotten chests, Mostly rusted, mostly irrelevant. I recall how prized they once felt. We would work after school To make meaning of their existence, Seeking out for us the seed of identity. Today, they are good to be left locked As solemn artifacts of time. I among utensils and laundry Peer through the window defaced by time, Like they defaced us in the long Blood spilling nights among screams for redress. I look intently beyond the thick grey fog, Across the denuded curry tree For a yellow ray of warm ease. How softly the last leaf dances: It's the time to let go, abide and endure. That, in itself, is a solace.
This poem speaks to the idea of moving on from the past and embracing the present moment. It speaks to the idea that sometimes, it is better to let go of the past and let it remain locked away as a reminder of where we have been, rather than constantly trying to hold onto it. The final line, “It’s the time to let go, abide and endure. That, in itself, is a solace,” is especially powerful, as it suggests that there is peace and comfort to be found in simply accepting the present and making the most of it.
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This poem speaks to the idea of moving on from the past and embracing the present moment. It speaks to the idea that sometimes, it is better to let go of the past and let it remain locked away as a reminder of where we have been, rather than constantly trying to hold onto it. The final line, “It’s the time to let go, abide and endure. That, in itself, is a solace,” is especially powerful, as it suggests that there is peace and comfort to be found in simply accepting the present and making the most of it.
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