That Parting Glass of Light

by Kevin T. McEneaney   

           for Liz and Sharon

“The light shined through her, not on her.”—Liz Faulkner

Our lives are fleeting like a spider web

lurking in dusty corner of a house,

yet the web we spin during our life

lasts longer than spiders, less than turtle

or magnificent eagle. We aspire

to more than we might achieve with good luck

and must be satisfied with compassed lot.

 

The joyful Yes in faces that we meet

along the path of life bring oxygen

to inspire us to achieve what we can.

 

Memories of precious moments, friendships,

achievements travel into history,

which itself will become an antique ghost

like the toasting click of a parting glass,

like a map charting untold mystery.

 

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