Vessel of Life

I sit and watch, I wait.

The Vessel of Life, once so filled

with longing and hope

rests on the shelf of time,

tenuously suspended at the edge.

I sit and watch, I wait.

Time has escaped, evaporated,

leaving the residue of memories

behind. Alas, the wellspring of youth

and all its possibilities has run dry.

I sit and watch, I wait,

mindful of the cracking of age

and fading which has taken place.

Woefully, there is this fateful mortality

one is forced to face.

The once vital and vibrant Vessel of Life

teeters precariously on the enevitable

edge of eternity. Bound by time and

gravity, its destiny is to fall and break.

And with a last gasp of helplessness…

I sit and watch, I wait.

Chris Hanch 10-29-17