A Historical Perspective
Both the walk-in closet
and the nightstand drawers
could not be ignored any longer.
My wife was the instigator divine,
resplendent in her spelunker’s
hat complete with forehead
lamp to light up our way.
On this day, treasures were found
among the gravel and scrabble,
writings from twenty years ago,
a choice few that still held jewels of light,
and photos of important milestones.
There I was at fifty-three years old,
having just gained a half-sleeve
Buddha tattoo, in another blissed
out, at the midway point of a Warrior
Monk weekend and finally, the oldest
photo now over thirty-two years ago,
as an extra on the movie Article 99.
We sipped each memory as if
the finest vintage wine,
until our hearts were full
and nearly drunk.
©Paul Goldman April 24, 2022
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