Tanka Sequence -4-
I take a cold walk
with my companion, the past . . .
I return older
having recalled details of
old sins and lost religion
time seats harsh juries
drawn from the pool in one’s mind
predisposed to guilt
hard labor, life sentences,
and worst of all: wasted time
just slow-torture and what-ifs . . .
does God count time-served?
will He wipe the slate clean if
there’s been no ‘rest’ in this life?
it’s the crimes no one
knows of – that you won’t confess
from a life of peace and freedom,
haunting you on a cold walk
~ ~ ~ ~
© Lee Samuels