Valley Shade

The pain is real. The fear is real. The shame

is real. But, the future and the past, they

are not. This day, at the bottom of the valley,

between two steep slopes, is battered by

rolling threats of tomorrow and sliding scars

of yesterday. Mass wasting will someday level

this perverted landscape. But, why wait?

Why not just give up the illusion? Or not.

The shadows may shorten the days but,

at noon in the valley, the sun will mockingly

pass overhead and warm our faces.

Gone until tomorrow. Remembered always.