I KNOW WHO I AM....

I know who I am

I say to no one

" I know who I am "

as my resolve slowly weakens

while my tomorrow relentlessly happens

My life flows like a river

that must surely empty into something bigger

dictated by the Universal clockwork

that rules the orbit of our earth

I stare profoundly into my life's mirror

and see myself and no other

the optically inverted reflection

is processed instantly into the proper direction

Left is right in glass corrected

and right is left while reflected

I say to no one

" I know who I am "

but the mirror is eternally wise

and my reflection holds a surprise

perfectly released in spite of small distortions

that shade the substance of my quiet intentions

A reality not self-evident

but nevertheless needing comment

 During childhood knowing not who to be

I sought the light of destiny

In that mirror of distorted identity

and found subtleties present in youthful me

that shaped the person to be

and today that individual is me

55th REUNION....

55th Reunion

Where are the songs of yesterday

those musical notes splashing relentlessly

in the placid pools of our memories

that are embedded in our individual identities

Where is the swift current of our youth

that floated our future then in bloom

and transported our spirit on adventures

that altered our innocent nature

Those special genial times of growth

that cement our precious days of old

Live in our collective memories

as we recall our former identities

Now, our gray hair grows thinner

Having experienced Earth, Wind and Fire

We've worked our fingers to the bone

While absorbing the Rolling Stones

and our past shines like a pearl

because we knew the Duke of Earl

Years have passed quickly like a comet blazing

while Elvis still has not left the building

Little Anthony and the Imperials

are still remembered by their songs trivial

The Supremes and Johnny Mathis soothe our minds

with lyrics soft and kind

and our time flows on a steady stream

carried by the current of our individual dreams

only to remind us everyday

that we are all made of musical clay

to be reshaped into something more

when we finally leave these earthy shores