In relation to the

Past, Present, and Future,

We drop our heads for the disgraced

And honor the loved

 

We now are here as a whole, we can’t lose.

 

Nothing can be separated within the boundaries of

What we hold dear.

A bounty is struck with a new realization

 

A mistake is all it takes before we are

Ripped into ourselves.

The slivers of Now

And the blots of Then.

 

The destinies of our mistakes mesh together,

Another patch on the blankets of time.

Another thread, another bond, stronger.

 

Our stubbornness saved us, loved us, and let us go.

 

As close as it gets, the final breath of ourselves

Is lost to the air

And is forgiven

And we give ourselves away to

Be more than we can Be.

 

In relation to the past, the memories of tomorrow and

The dreams that are here.