Shine

Traces

Traces of memories we leave in verse, 

Which capture moments in time, that

Become invisible, once they are gone.

Traces of what we are and do and can do, 

In our life from the day we are born, until

We die, a summation of hopes and fears.

Traces are the sticky air between, hope

Fulfilled and the fears conquered, while

Life flows slowly towards an endless sea. 

(Ian Beckett)