Fay Slimm.

Seize Now.

 

Seize Now.

 

Our written past we darken
when in looking back we search
for its worded errors

which turn on the many.

Our day-bed of rest is wasted
by rephrasing each gone attempt
to communicate ourselves

either for or against.

But waking we best seize Now
with both hands raised ready to
dart memory\'s lax guilt

and let love have its head.

We make Kings from deceit,
Lords out of treachery then
Queens from the unseemly

if real feels unsteady.

Stalking the past, self-respect
marks gems from forgiveness
that scatter fresh stardust

over falsehood\'s regret.

Eyes that seek loyalty widen
ways toward transformation
peace oils future\'s gate

so naught left to repent.

Our written past tho\' worded
with error is ever best seen
as a learning curve given

from none other than Heaven.