Resolution to a bittersweet evening
Is that my feelings are subject to my believing,
That all is temporary and true...

Let me say, it has been good. All of it.
Despite the distaste of hardened hearts,
Despite my seemingly comatose state
These past few years,
And, of course, despite my follies,
Losses and wayward viewpoints
On what it means to be close,
It has all been good regardless.

Traverse the sky by slight degrees.
Open up a mind found slumbering easy,
I pierce the limits of my connection
To what I feel and love and need.

Going to hope for something...
Going to open up again and be.
Might just take a blow or two,
Run through the fire and be discovered
More than compatibly complete.

But this night was golden.
A perfect sequence of semblance
For something always best admired;
When it happens it's a magic.