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GLINT
Simplicity is the greatest adornment of art — Albrecht Durer
Six weeks old for over thirty years,
baptized and blessed by all our tears,
across the years and years and years.
Instead of grieving, I am blessed
by a passing presence: the weave and weft
of before, during, afterward.
I opened my heart to the misery
of those who live without hope.
Learned to walk in another’s steps,
learned never to avert my gaze,
— no coward soul am I —
always give all that I have to give,
see with the eyes of a child.
for, after all, the child is father to the man.
Learn not to count on money,
its value comes and goes -
instead, count, if you must
our hours, days,
minutes, seconds, breaths.
Do not be bereft.
For time is the currency of love, my friend,
and time is without end.
Love is what remains:
as times flash by,
like a glint in the night sky.
