I don’t want to remember

Yet I don’t want to forget

Isn’t that the price

And risk of all we do?

The dream is valuable

Even if it vanishes imto the ether

The brief respite from life’s struggle

But also a foretelling of joy

Cry now, smile later

Or is the other way around?

The wound tells the story

The origin of the gift

Every wedding is sacred

Regardless of outcome

God was there

And is still here

The graceful paradox

That makes complete sense

A grandmaster’s surprising move

A poet’s unexpected cleverness

The tension of living

More than just the way it is

The way it should be

I don’t want to remember

Yet I don’t want to forget