Transition

Reminiscense gives me shade.
I love to sit in its cool hallways,
bask in gardenia and vanilla,
luxuriate in constant love.

Too much shade has paled me, I fear.
The cool has left me frozen.
Memories of what has been
prevent me from what is and will be.

I must step into the sunlight,
risk the burn and glare
to feel the joy of now.

©Juliana Taliaferro