remember the day
touched with hints
of blue, yellow, and white

like weathered lace
and spring-dampened sky
it's the day
i saw so clearly through your eyes

trinity of the day
when us two lagged behind
why, oh father, why?

did my sickness cause your own?
how i loathe the "c" word.
maybe your mother knows
what direction the wind will
lead us to

paradise?
that day, it was a state of mind.

a state of mind
that exalts the body
and its detriment

remember the day,
remember the day.

maybe faith is alive.