The clouds break,
finally,
I think it’s been a long one.
This down time,
dragging the weight
through the year.
Spring comes
and the snow melts,
revealing all our sins.
Everything that we thought
we could hide
comes back out
under the Sun.
Our skeletons exposed.
It turns out,
it’s hard to hide a body.
The damn things
seem to have a habit
of turning up.
So,
I think I’m done hiding mine.
I think it’s time
to sit out in the Sun
and let it
bleach these old bones
back to chalk white.
Things change,
and time has a funny way
of playing tricks on us.
Thinking that we
have escaped our past,
we rush forward,
only to encounter
some past version of ourselves,
uncover some past crime,
some weakness,
some failure,
and then we are exposed.
Our flesh strips away,
dissolving in the sunlight,
until it’s gone,
like the snow,
leaving just another skeleton,
another body
we can’t hide.
HG – 2021
