Reflection

I wish I could remember

what it is that I forgot.

Wand’ring halls

of mist-filled falls

forever seems my lot.

The distant past eludes me,

rushing past since God knows when.

A cataract

of flowing fact

slips by to my chagrin.

I wish I could remember

what it is that I forgot.

Where I’ve been

and in whose skin

is something I have sought.

The hazy future taunts me;

will some truth reached have I then?

Or will it be

as I now see

through other eyes again?

I wish I could remember

what it is that I forgot.

Wand’ring halls

of mist-filled falls
forever seems my lot…