Entering a new day, fragments of days behind come to my mind, each one different, like it has a unique face, but through a haze…
“The golden fields that beckoned you / Are darkened by the years.”
Back then, that was just a song, now I know…
And still, “looking forward” in both senses.
There is no way back
Locked are all doors behind me
Let’s pass the next one
Did you write this yourself? I’ve always wished that I could write poetry but I just don’t have the depth and understanding of it.
The line in the quotation marks is from a Song of the British Band Genesis. When I was young, I used to hear them a lot.
The Haiku and the rest of the text is from myself.