Ungrateful heart, throw off this scowl,
ungrateful heart,
think of
and treasure those amazing moments on earth,
still to come.
Less thrall to what is passed.
Yes, there is the question:
“What ever happened to that person of yore?”
But nothing is concluded.
Inertia bequeathes decomposition.
Order.
Disorder.
Order.
You know this.
Make the best of the order.
Step out.
