Today, as the short day dies

in winter's weak, hesitating embrace

Today, as the light fades

and the dark green woods turn to black

Today, as the stream runs singing

through the bare fields devoid of snow

Today, as I stand between worlds

in the ever-fleeting "now"

Today, as I reach to the past

while dragged to the future

Today, memories sharp like

broken glass

Today, and each day

and each moment

I lose you, my mother,

I lose you for my sins.

07.01.2014