he knew
this was the anniversary
of his mother's passing
yet, he would verify;
fully aware,
a clear mind, its crystal memory,
would mourn this frailty of his
not to mention, morning birds
and the tree blooming intermittently,
out the balcony door, each day--
these friendships now at risk,
if he looks up when
the most important lady
left him alone to lament and praise
her final acceptance--
there, where her raised arms
kept reaching for, towards the end
~~
..channeled; spirit Harmony; reaching
into the poet's mind..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris
~~