RENDEZVOUS WITH CLARITY

The mind is frail,

a leaf

blown dry 

by age’s progress.

Frustration comes

with passing days

of confusion 

and befuddlement.

You once were sharp

as field grass

blown between the fingers

of a mountain lass,

a note carried on the wind.

I remember turning

to you

for answers --

I will be with you,

by your side

through this old age.

To bring a smile,

a moments happiness

to that dear face

And brush away
the shadows of confusion
that cloud your mind.